If You Only Knew

What you don’t know
What you can’t see
Is the pain inside me

What you don’t know
What you can’t hear
Is the screaming inside me

What you don’t know
Is how much I hate me
And how I tell me all the time

What you can’t hear
Is my voice in my head
The one that says I’m nothing

Written in response to a sermon on suicide. I’ve spent time with depression in my past, not always my own. These are the words no one could say when they were also all the that could be seen.

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