Each time you ignore me the wound goes deeper still. 

What do you see when you look at me?  Do you see past the shell that hides a complex swirling vortex of emotions all screaming to be heard, and yet too scared to be seen.  Do you see the tear stains that run down my cheeks, the blood red veins covering my eyes.  Do you hear the sigh, that with every breathe I take, leaves my lips, as words can no longer express the depth of my pain.

And why do I allow myself to let this happen.  Why do I not say STOP!  Oh wait, I did yell STOP! you just didn't listen.  So how do I make myself heard? I really do need to toughen up!