Silent Pleading Poem by Kayla Bryant

Empty bottle, glass shattered on the floor.
As I stumble praying hopelessly once more.
Numb now to the pain killing me,
trapped in the grasps of fear that only I can see.

Silent pleading,
trying to let it go but my mind is screaming.
No other way out but drinking,
soon enough the pain will be receding.

Blade goes deeper day by day,
a scar that feels so right in all the wrong ways.
People always have something to say,
but when the world weighs you down like this,
your mind just might change.

Silent pleading,
just trying to stop my cold heart from beating.
No other way out but bleeding,
battle wounds all have their stories,
but mine I'm not believing.

No more pain, let it go.
If I ever get better, I'll be the last one to know.
Maybe I'm just afraid to show,
if they knew I'd have to beg them to not go.