Silent Screaming

This is a poem I wrote about an experience that I went through.

seeping from wounds,
inflicted by others.
too big to bandage,
too deep for stiches.
lying on the floor,
sheding tears, blood, pain.
my silent screaming,
continues, never ending,
chills you to the bone.
you walk over to me.
you dry my tears and then,
you lay down on top of me,
and cut me once more.
lying on the floor,
sheding tears, blood, pain.
my silent screaming,
continues, never ending,
chills you to the bone.