If you could see through me to my soul
What would you see?
A dark and empty place
Where a dim light flickers from time to time,
But even then, would you know what lives in my veins?
Or in my heart?
Even if you could see my soul,
Could you see the memories that haunt me?
Like a broken record continuously playing;
Constantly being stabbed in the same wound.
Over and over and over
On and on they play through my head.
How do I stop them from running?
How do I erase them?
If I told you....
Would you understand?
Or would you push me away....?
