The bed where death lay crying,
Is where I rest my head...
Trapped within my own mind
Locked away without a key...
The cut bleed yes it bleeds
blood red with the bed stained...
I need to let it out,
sadness in my heart...
Screams coming from the trunk
Bouncing around on the floor...
My heart is broken
my scars split open...
Why does it always have to be this way
will he make it through this day...
Anger and rage
It stems from strong hate...
Restless,
I lumber through...
His hands, throw my hair over one shoulder,
As he gets nearer and nearer it get colder...
Memories
littered with confusion...
I can't hold this feeling
it's out of control...