Do you remember being alone and getting hurt. And not just ouch, I broke a nail hurt...really hurt. Remember screaming out for someone to help; but, those screams falling on silence. I once heard the phrase "screams fall on deaf ears" - ignorance one could say - even those screams are better than the screams that fall with no one around. At least with someone who is "deaf", they can see someone screaming.
I thought for the longest time my screams were falling upon "deaf" ears. I thought they could at least see me hurting, they could see my pain, the tears being held back in my eyes as I passed them by. I thought they could see the makeup held so much more than just skin imperfections under-wraps.
Turns out, my screams are falling upon nothing. No one is listening, no one is watching, no one there. I'm alone, hurt, scared, and no one can hear or see me screaming. My throat is bleeding and dry, aching. My eyes swollen and scarlet from the tears that no longer come but my body still heaves to produce. The ability to breath takes greater effort with each passing day as each moment my heart is heavier on my lungs. As my heart breaks more and more, the darkness closes in...
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