Cut Me Now

Crushed under the force 
of objects that cannot be 
removed, autonomy cannot 
be achieved by the helpless 
Her scars are constant 
reminders of the pain 
that cannot be concealed 
She cannot go on 
She cannot venture 
further into her own 
sadness without the 
rest of the world knowing 
Hounding on her
Making her beg 
Making her fight 
She's too tired to 
sleep and too 
angry to yell 
Emotion chokes 
her neck and makes 
her swallow the pain 
And there it wil stay 
A notion dying in vain