Speak Up

Everywhere I go she is there
Just staring
Her eyes like an owl

She never talks
When talked to, her head down eyes to the floor
Look away and you will see
The ocean in her eyes

Always wearing a sweater
Finally seeing her scars, she breaks down
Hating herself for them thinking
Thinking
She will never be loved
She will never be cared for
She will never be helped

No one ever asks
What’s wrong?
Are you okay?
How are you?

Blood flowing like the Mississippi River
Heart beating nonstop
Afraid
Not wanting to ask for help
Until it’s too late