Bloody is the way I feel right now. Violated and hurt deeply yet no one wants to hear my screams. So silent cries is what I shed. If I could scream at the top of my lungs from all the pain I would, but society won’t let me. I’d get called crazy, even without them knowing what it is that’s wrong. I despise most people. Perhaps I’m just bloodied from all the stab wounds people have emotionally and physically drove into me. Just bloodied. Bloody from all the lies and cries you made me have whether it’s a friend or a lover. Fuck you. You have bloodied me. Just a bit part of me wants to bloody you back.