I was stabbed,
But I am not dead.
I am bleeding,
But there is no blood.
I am in pain,
But I have never felt better.
I am calling for help,
Everyone heard, but nobody came.
I am nobody,
But I am famous.
Everyone knows I am suffering,
But nobody put me out of my misery.
I am just fine,
But i'm forever bleeding.
YOU ARE READING
Death on the inside
Poetry"The ocean matches my emotion, raging and full of thunder"