The bruises never heal,
The scars never fade...
In the silence of a cold winter's night
A place that's bathed by pale moonlight...
Thinking of the past
lately it won't stop...
I share my words with those who speak
I offer silence to those who do not...
I know now
what it is...
My sister took a goblet dive
in the autumn woods...
Your suppose to be a role model
But u wer far from that...
As much at home
on his horse...
I scrub and scrub
but still the blood pours down...
I've always been good at struggling,
Fighting, trying to find the will to live...
The lights are heading downtown
where Santa sits in a red chair, smiling...
i
let me lay waste the final tapestry...