Why are your eyes so very haunting my dear
What possible horrors could you have seen?
Your pale skin is flawless surely you've never
Fallen into a dark place full of painful bleeding sin?

"I can see the pain well up in your eyes, why cant you tell me what's hurting inside?"

Tears are running down.
Your ask why am i crying?
Thatz what am asking myself too.
Why am i crying about?

As death stares me in the face
i sit in the corner hoping thins will change,
while blood seeps out my eyes
leaving me breathless until the next night

You can't save the damsel if she likes her distress.

I've always needed help.
But my family don't know this.

I try to drink the pain away.
It doesn't work.

Isolation is the Path to a Personalized Hell.

This endless up tide, uncertain emptiness growing deep down inside with emotions so intertwine that its speechless to say.

"You said you'd always be there for me and to care for me, so how come when i'm screaming at the top of my voice for a helping hand, you don't come?"