I can't see who I am anymore.

The hopeful girl I used to be is gone.

She died in a horrible way,

I smothered and buried her in a place that even

I don't remember anymore.

In her place, there is a girl screaming silently.

Unable to be heard or seen by anyone.

She begs for me to help, to pull her out of the

water in which she drowns.

How can I help her if I'm nothing but a shell?

So I turn my back to her, letting her sink deeper into the water

and feel the tears trickle down my cheeks.

As I choke and the blood dribbles down from my lips,

already stained black from all the blood I've seen.

And the pain I've felt has not faded by the years.

I sit in a pool of blood as my lungs fill with the water of my tears,

salty but dull tasting.

I hyperventilate until I am gone, jumping into the water to drown as well.