No Pity

Cut me, cut me, I feel nothing in this world No one cares or shares my story today. My pain goes beyond even yesterday. I have no idea, when it begun or will end. Or even if the thing I do, will kill me. Or do I even do it, or is it something. Maybe someone, from within my mind, Or is it a memory, from within my heart. That sabotages myself and tears me apart. I am not the problem, as they all say I am. Voices shout and eyes stare at me so. Inside I scream for help and understanding. I hunger, as I chew and spit this poison. I hide these sacrifices, from those who love. Anger of times past; haunts my future tomorrow. Do not pity me or surround me with sorrow.