If I could take it all away
I would snip it all away,
the pain...
the pain...
I never felt the hit when it came...
dark rooms... closed doors...so strange...
strange...
In the moment, I didn't realize my change
curiosity's sharp blade diced down the pathways of innocence's vein
pumping a poisonous exchange, the demons dance along the rest of the frame
I burnt the pictures that follow me as my bane
my existence harps harsh reminders of a twisted game
the one that I never want to play
today or tomorrow,
where there's no pride to swallow,
at times just I'll ball up and wallow, in the mind of my business...
just hallow...
feeling numb, looking in the mirror searching for some
healing...
I'll pick the sabs till the wounds bleed...
suffocating...can't breathe
drown in my sorrows that won't leave
can't blame myself for the ones once trusted indeed
ill intentions, tainted deeds, no soap can't wash my soiled stains clean,
I don't want you to know the means
just the jagged edges that disrupt my scenes
I'm here, being
directed by the pasting
of an innocent never lasting
give another day
close my mouth
because I rather have nothing left to say
since I buried that part of me died that day