Memories sneaking up on me in the painful bright light,
Haunting me in the dark sorrowful nights.
I cry for help..someone who cares,
They're playing the game of truth or dare.
I dare to test my heart,
To see how much tallies I can mark.
Before the marks turn to scars,
The truth come out from the dark.
I drown from the tears I cry,
The hurt and sorrow will never die.
My conclusion to this I must say,
I know you'll be happier than me one day.
