Gone

I sat while pain ran through me.
No one heard my silent plea.

To keep me from hurting so much.
All it would have taken was your touch.

But you withheld your hand.
While i could barely stand.

I screamed your name in my pain.
Horror putting on me much strain.

You heard but choose to ignore.
Just like you did that time before.

Why won't you help me out?
Do you love to hear me shout?

With pain written on my face.
Making me feel like a disgrace.

Does seeing this make you feel good?
Doing this i didn't think anyone could.

I reached out a hand you smacked aside.
All those years that you lied!

I was told you would be there when i needed.
But in your self absorbed world you never heeded.

Now i sit in this pain of mine.
While you watch feeling fine...