Self-Violence

Never again,
my conscious bared.
Nowhere to run,
no one that cared.

Now so afraid,
to let you in,
to be myself,
admit my sin.

I'll never tell,
what you wish to hear.
You can't save me now,
but please hold me dear.

You can't fight my battles,
you won't win my war.
You are my support,
that's what I need you for.

I can't cry for you,
or even for me.
I can't share my pain.
What you want, I can't be.

So please just accept,
my action like violence,
inflicted on myself,
as I suffer in silence.