Silent Screams

My Daughter Died A Month Ago My Eyes Are Stained With Tears
As They Tread Throughout Her Diary Of The Things I Never Hear

I Never Knew She Cried Everyday Because She Felt Alone
I Never Knew She Was Suicidal And Wished That She Were Gone

Before She Died It Was Only To Her Diary That She Would Speak
And This Is What She Wrote The Last Days Of Her Dreaded Week

Monday-I'm Still Hurting, My Tears Are Yet Of Woe
Tuesday-I'm Still Dying Of Living Lies That No One Know

Wednsday-I'm Remembering How I Was Raped And Held It All Within
Thursday-I Planed That I Would Bring This Live All To An End

Friday-I Took 30 Pills And Turned Over In My Bed
Saturday-Theres No Entry But The End Needs Not Be Said

If She Only Cried Out For Help Outside This Pen And Paper
I Could Have Been There To Help And Try And Save Her
Or Comfort Her From The Fact That Someone Raped Her

Every Night I Go To Bed Cuddled With The Diary Of Her Silent Screams
But Now I Can Only Visit Her In The Midst Of All My Dreams