Say nothing

I will preface this bit of writing to sat that it is working through old feelings and does not represent how I feel today.

Look at me.  I'm here.
And yet I say nothing.
I'm not invisible, am I?
And yet I say nothing.
Don't notice me because you might see me hurt.
And yet I say nothing.
I'm hurting so much.  I want you to notice and care.
And yet I say nothing.
I want you to notice even though I purposely hide it.
And yet I say nothing.
I need you to tell me it's going to be ok.
And yet I say nothing.
I need you to tell me this pain will end.
And yet I say nothing.
I don't know how much longer I can take the pain.
And yet I say nothing.
I can't see how this will ever be better or different.
And yet I say nothing.
Maybe death is a way out, it must be easier.
And yet I say nothing.
I could walk in front of that truck right now.
And yet I say nothing.
I'm so scared, I don't want to die.
And yet I say nothing.
I can't go on living, no only existing, like this.
And yet I say nothing.
I don't know what to do.
And yet I say nothing.
I'm so scared, so scared.
And so I do nothing.