See Me

I write poems and make drawings for my therapy about my thoughts, feelings, struggles and abuses.  

SEE ME

Walking through crowds as if I’m a ghost

I’m burning, on fire, but no one takes notice

The fire is black yet burns like hell

My outer self feels like a crumbling shell

The blackness seeps out through the growing cracks

Yet no one sees or cares they all turn their backs 

No one notices the anguish or the crushing pain

The LOATHING, the HATRED, the overwhelming Shame

It is Raging inside of me without end

Crying out for help, desperate for a friend 

Everyone passes by as if I’m not there

Not seeing the sadness, the consuming despair

The violation of youth and heart and soul

I needed someone to help me, to help make me whole

There was no one who wanted to step up and defend 

A girl needing help, NOT to be condemned 

Instead those who should have seen and cared

Closed their eyes to her anguish, left her alone and scared

Adding to the agony she already felt

They called her whore and slut, love was withheld 

Decades have gone by and I’m still not seen

By those who claim to care, I’m on fire, they throw gasoline

Fighting alone takes all the strength that I have

Continuing to survive when I’m breaking like glass

Still no one sees, no one tries to understand 

The depths of the shame that I can no longer stand

When I am gone will they finally see

How love and caring might have saved me?