As I sit here in the corner of this room
I bring out the sharpest blade and resume...
I rest my head upon my hands,
never held a frown as beautiful...
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek...
One Shattered Heart,
With A Broken Beat...
Some days you feel it;
Others, you pretend not to...
When words became screams
And actions turned into fights...
By:Elizabeth Johnson
Oh please, don't you see...
Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out...
You deem me unfit, to even be me.
You say i don't feel, what ever you believe...
Told them I, I am the bye
The honest word of a lie...
Numb, I last still, standing above
inflamed prints that your steps...
I look to you, with questions.
That ill never speak...