A Night of Silence

As I lie in bed, I hear nothing I see nothing And I feel nothing. I feel empty, I am scared, I am afraid I am ready. This is a night of silence, In which is ruined. I pierce it with my screams. I cut the silence with my tears, With my pain I try to stay quiet. Whimpers from my bloody lips, As I touch my heart The spot where I hurt worse Where pain has no end. Where I want to stick this knife. Not the wrist cutting Or the gun to the head. No, it’s a blade A blade to my heart, To cut off the pain To stop the hurt, To stop my fast hard breathing. I pierce the skin But then I stop, I can’t go any further Blood trickles down my chest But I can still breath. I touch my left breast And I feel the blood. I feel my pain draining Draining from me, As if I’m being cleansed. I cry, I sit, I listen, And I lie in bed And I think. I cleanse myself Now once again It’s a night of silence. I feel right, I feel strong. I am ready for the new day. Ready for the darkness And ready For a night of silence.