I want to scream until my throat is raw.
But it remains trapped inside of me,
Echoing off my inner walls,
Never making it to the surface.

The pain reverberates through my being.
I try to stifle it and lock it away,
Never letting it see the light of day.
 It doesn't matter, you wouldn't understand.

At times I feel as though I am drowning.  
Completely overwhelmed.  
But  I wear the mask and play the part,
Trying to attach a bandaid to my bleeding heart.

I long for the release of crimson streams
Trickling over my ivory skin.
 Fade into oblivion.
At least for a little while.

The emotional well has run dry.
 Feeling empty, I have no tears left to cry.
 My soul slowly turns to ice.
 Freezing my heart and leaving me numb.  

Maybe the only thing left to do is give in and succumb.