Shattered hearts
and scared wrist...
What are memories but passing
reminders on shattered glass...
You lay in ur bed
and stare at the celing...
Silent nights,
Secret frights...
Can you see the despair in her eyes?
Do you hear the pain in her voice...
To say I feel empty, in itself is a contradiction...
Rather, my soul is in a deep realm of confliction...
Show him death
Show him pain...
Screaming in your head.
Silence in your heart...
Im so tired.
Tired of putting on the "happy face"...
Fireflies emit post traumatic
notions of existence...
You were my Sis and my friend
you use to always talk to me...
I want to leave this place
Go some where I don't need to hide...