She stares out the window
The fog, all she could see
She raised her hand to her heart
The girl she’ll never be
She walks away still shaky
Her feet can’t hold her weight
The sight outside she can’t stand
Eternally in wait
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I’m scared… I’m scared of much
I’m scared… Scared of touch
Of smells and sounds and sights
Of fights
I’m scared and hurt and died
I’m full of the deceit and lies
Was fed of bitterness and rage
Locked in a dark, sad cage
I’m scared… I don’t want to fight
I’m scared, day and night
I’ll bite if it saved my life
Even if I hated it
Hated to fight
Who is that girl you see, waiting in the rain?
Rebellious in nature, she knows what is pain
Her child-like smile belies the wounds that stain
Strong willed as ever, she’s waiting in vain
You’re hiding in a box
It’s dark
It’s dark, isn’t it
And damp
And cold
But it’s your box
So it must not matter, the darkness
The dark and the damp
Even though it’s cramped
Even though it’s…
Lonely
Lonely
LONELY
Being inside is LONELY
It’s quiet
Too quiet
But it’s your box
It’s your DARK, DAMP, COLD
QUIET and
Lonely box
But it’s still your box
But it’s still your box
Why the smile? So full of hate
There’s no reason to be here
Felt that maybe you had too much on your plate?
I can see that you’re holding back tears
Or is it cause you’re actually afraid?
Jumping off the ledge, a bid on freedom
Don’t worry, either you’ll live in fear
…or suffocate
A thump, a violent phase
Save me from the pain!
Two steps, three muffled cries
And there she laid, slain
A crash, a bloodied hand
End my suffering!
Two sobs, three choked sounds
Before she died crying
A grasp, a futile try
Curse you, curse my life!
Two stabs, three to the heart
Your life will end with mine!
To be a wolf within a herd of mules
To be what’s red amidst a sea of blue
To be forced to follow the rules
To be left alone without a clue
Why not break away from conformity
And break free of society
Sport your scars though they aren’t pretty
Take pride in difference, your identity
I look in the mirror but I see another,
I try to touch my face but it feels surreal
I desperately reach for my reflection but
How do I hold on to something not here?
They’re my memories, and it’s my life
But why do I feel like I’m a spectator?
Somehow I may have fallen by the wayside
And I was so sure I’d had it before
Who is she, the girl I see?
Am I real or just a story?
Your blood, my addiction, tastes like wine
Feels like one day you’ll be mine
Now that I’ve gotten a taste of heaven
How can I stop asking for more?
Why go back to how I was before,
When there’s the sweet rush for something forbidden?
You, beautiful poison, tastes like wine
One day for sure, I’ll make you mine
Apathy…
A single tear from her eye
A parting kiss and goodbye
Another wish in the sky
A distant dream now a lie
…no sanctuary?
will sunshine ever come and reign,
or will the rain always remain?
will our efforts wane in vain,
will we ever love again?