The lines on her arm
The lines on the page.
Similar, yet never the same.
Rare to see, not rare to do.
Those are called The Silent Few.

who take the


lies,


ridicule,




and shame.

And greet them with a smile.
You never get the chance to see
how much it hurts inside.

These souls, so lost.
The only way out is the blade.
A best friend, A lover, A caregiver
all in one piece of metal.

It screams,

"I'll care as long as you love me!"

"I'm the only one who cares!"

"I can relieve your pain!"

Will you answer those shouts
And become one of

THE SILENT FEW?