The pain nobody sees
 

Blooded arms and knuckles roughed, fingers

Bleeding, scrapes and scuffs. Silent eyes that

Hide so much, tongues that can't or won't

Speak up

Impact signs, a forehead grazed, dried blood

That marks a painful swathe. Again, the eyes

Have naught to say, a lowered head that turns

Away

No cry for help that one can hear, but every cut

A silent tear. Cuts that come about by chance

A wall, a knife, a gravel path. Impromptu scars

Score tender flesh, don't think, just do it, hurt

Yourself

The pain that comes from wilful hurt, stills the

Demons, dulls the curse, but only for a little

While for soon fresh whispers grip the mind

Destructive thoughts, aggressive dreams

The horrors of low self-esteem

Self-harm a refuge from this world, a cold

Defence that doesn't work, A silent scream

Forever hushed, the self-destruction button

Pushed. No one sees and no one knows

Your secret's safe or so you hope

Pain is always better shared with someone

With the will to care. You might think you're

On your own but that's not true pick up the

Phone and soon you'll find the help you

Need to ease the pain nobody sees
 

© Joseph G Dawson
22/03/2018 – 15/01/2017