Soft as velvet, red as roses, flooding like tears....warm..painless....
After years of struggle deep within, after all those years hiding the scars in my heart, the pain comes up.
Pain mixed with fear, blood mixed with tears.
This knife in my arm, it cuts trough the unending fears, it stops the undryable tears.
For the first time in life I can see my pain, I can touch my pain and this time I decide when it comes out and how...
The blood on my hand reflects the pain I've been hiding for years.
And it all comes out.
The lost dreams
My broken heart
The unending fear
My struggles deep within
The hate
All the things I was afraid to talk about.
Soft as velvet, red as roses, flooding like tears....warm..painless....
I hate myself for doing this
I hate myself for being me
I hate my life for being such a mess
My head is full, my soul is dead, my heart is broken, my eyes are wet.
For every tear a scar comes up, for every scar a tear falls down.
Soft as velvet, red as roses, flooding like tears....warm..painless....
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