No One Can Hear You 6 Feet Under

I might as well be dead and you didn't
even go to my funeral, you twat. I cry,
I scream for help and dare I get it? No,
because you want me to be silenced.
You think ignoring my pleas will silence
them? Well I hope your guilt weighs down
on you like a ton of distorted screams.
Like your trapped under my tears.

I'm already trapped 6 feet under my own
screams and the time I needed help clawing
my way out of a pit of my own problems is
the day you decide to turn your back and
say "Tough". Yeah? Well fuck you too.