on my own

through every bloody moment
every cut and every scar
i face it alone
like i always have
i never needed help
i only needed hope
hope that i can fix myself
hope that my wounds close
yet with each day more open
and i add another scar to myself
i don't need anyone….
i don't need their help…
nobody knows what i need
they don't even understand
why i fight until my bones break
then fight all over again
nobody knows my real pain
they only see the scars
but the real pain is inside
the pain that i am alone
and always will be…