The roses are dead now.
withering away
decaying
in his absence

The bruises,
all have different excuses
externally they have healed
but they are eternally carved into her heart

You took away my happiness and let me live this lie

She is screaming for you to care

You think you want to know what I feel
you want to tell me that you understand,
to let me know your here when you are really not.

I felt unbreakable and now I am shattered

I am stronger than you know
I'm dying inside but I'll never let it show

I am scared to forget and terrified to remeber.

I don't have to love him..
when I am drunk

She used to have a colorful heart that he painted black