Infectious cravings of a deep memory
prick the inside of my conscience...
Why must these feelings continue
Unable to do anything; helpless...
She hides the bruises once again
By putting on long sleeves...
Cut me with a cheap blade,
Cut me for every minute that fades...
She tried to warn her teachers,
She tried to warn her friends...
Kill me please, I beg of you,
come and take me from this place...
*Please read all of it*
What if you saw my arm one day...
Images have danced
Pictures have entranced...
I dwell in the darkness
hidden by shadows...
I can’t rationalize missing something that was...
I spent months showing you the broken parts of me...
Did you think I'd ever forget,
The way you meant the world to me...
Dis-moi ce que tu caches,
Pourquoi tu ne parles pas...