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No one can see. No one can see the scars glowing an angry red that line my wrists, ankles, and hips. Not only are they unable to see, they don't want to see. They are blind to th pain, anger, and fear that lies deep in my soul. They accept the lies and the smiles and they don't ask questions. They hear nothing. They see and feel even less. They see a happy girl with everything in place. They don't see the tornado of thouhts raging through my head. They don't hear the lies and the tears constantly in my throat. They don't feel the rush of venom through my body when i just stop trying to be good. Everything went wrong, and nothing can come back right.It twisted out of control like a snake writhing and slipping out of my hands. I don't get any GET OUT OF JAIL FREE cards. There are no redos. I try every day to resist, but I fail at even that. That fire in my veins from that singular moment overshadows everything. It's like someone snappng a rubber band in your hed after it has been stretched to its limit. It is pure relief. the screams in my mind are silenced,if only for a moment. The edge is gone. The bitterness in my mouth is erased. I can finally breathe.