Cheeks damp
Sight blurry,
Eyes raining,
Body shaking.

Curled up into myself,
Not making a single sound,
Working my speciality to its limit,
My speciality of silent hurt.

Hating myself for feeling like this,
Not wanting anyone to know,
Not wanting anyone to worry,
I just stay in my world.

My world is dark,
Grey if you like.

Always raining,
Clouds littering the sky,
Turning everything to darkness.

I can't see in front of me,
Or beside me,
But I know I am alone.

I want comfort,
But no one should worry about me.

I am insignificant,
Not worthy,
Whether it be of life or love I don't care.

I need salvation.
I don't have it.
I can't find it.