A hidden door or perfect place by the shore.  
Secluded, where others are excluded.
A place to ease my mind maybe get lost in time.
Relaxation,  sustain all the frustration.
If hell's to pay just retreat towards the hide-a-way.

Break of the day, all things collapse and you are just about to snap.  One more string attached and you do not know how to relax.  Problems build up because they've been swapped under the rug.  You are at the breaking point when you've just had enough.  Fed up with the *******, you have obstacles in your way.  You cannot go around them and you cannot continue to go straight.  As you try to escape you realize there is nowhere to hide-a-way.

Day after day, night after night,
A woman lives in black and white.
The bruises on her body are shown in gray.
She wonders if she'll live to see the next day.
Unfortunate she had nowhere to hide-a-way.

Day after day, night after night,
A man lives in black and white.
The bruises on his body are shown in gray.
Gun to his face he wonders if he'll live to see the next day.
Unfortunate for him that he had nowhere to hide-a-way.

Day after day, night after night,
Two children live in black and white.
The bruises on their bodies are shown in gray.
Heartbroken for them to not be able to see the next day.
Unfortunate for them that they had nowhere to hide-a-way.

Another day that I wake up hoping to see your face.
Just another moment in life hoping things would change.
Another tear falls from my eyes.
This is my life.

All the things I wanted to say to you.
All the times I walked away.

I couldn't even stand up,
to the one person I loved.
Now I'm the one to feel a shamed.

Long nights I waited for you.
Long days slept away.

Always wondering what tomorrow will bring.
Even hoping that you would stay.

Now as a watch my heart fall to pieces.
I can only watch were they lay.

For its my dreams the only thing I have left.
And even with that,
I can't find the peace to lay myself to rest.

Am I doomed?  
Are you going to tell me things are going to be alright?  

People say,  " another day", I say, "another day for what?"  

Another day to watch me lose it all, Another day to pick up the pieces.  Another day to look back on the memories, that are now gone.  Another day to ask god to make pain go away.  Another day I have to live with myself, and all the things I can't seem to change.  Another day I wish you'll find your way back to me.  Another day to cry, and let the tears fall.  JUST ANOTHER DAY!

It's right in front of me.  The same old *******.  NO disguise, it's too late to cover up these lies.  I'm so disgusted, I'm turning inside out.  Already raged,  I'm trying to think before I shout.   Disputing in my head, rather if I should decide to walk away.  Losing control, my patients is slipping, I might just stay.  Words about to slide out, not quite sure of what I could possibly say.  Time freezes in that second of a moment, my heart beat starts to race. I can just imagine the confused look placed upon my face.  

Actions of mine are now based on fury.  All the faces around are drenched in worries.  If I walk out now, will they let me be?  Break from these forces keeping my body here and holding back me.  Give me the strength to let myself leave.  Before I am compelled to speak my mind. Have the others endure the meanings of my vile words and what they leave behind.  I assume it to be a confrontation of some kind.  While all these thoughts thrash through me, I hold dearly on to my last piece of sanity.  Before I possibly freak, lose my mind and am incapable to think.  Right then and there  I came up with the answer that I seek.  I unclenched my fists, grabbed my belongings and allowed myself to leave.  I only hope they let me be.

"Little black holes, open window to souls.
The flames rise and I see hell in your eyes.
Through the darkness, lives no light.
Not even a soul trapped inside.
Just another dead thing chained to this earth.
Condemned to bare all the hurt.
Tortured by a life that has no worth."

A mother and Father begin to shout.
Through the front door a father walks out.
A young daughter is woken.
Through mothers cries words are spoken.
Her family is now broken.

A week since her father has been gone.
Her mother has now withdrawn.
To grandma the daughter is pawn.
Every day mother comes home at dawn.
The daughter knows something is wrong.

A new man is brought home each night.
Mother outright father from daughter's sight.
Hatred towards mother a daughter tries to fight.
This daughter under goes a fright.
She knows nothing will ever become right.

A young girls childhood is taken.
Shattered by a divorce she is shaken.
Truth of reality she is reawaken.
Below a man a daughter is forsaken.
Views of mother's happiness are mistaken.



Forsaken Me Inside Hell

Abandoned and tortured used as a mule.
A form of entertainment for the devil and you.
Chained and ******* so you can abuse.
A soul was the price I had to pay and lose.
I took that walk through hell and rebelled.
My heart gave me strength and I continued to propel.
In the lonely hours my mind fought the doubts.
I had to fight my way to break free and get out.



The Nightmare

Illusions by the conscience formed into a dream.
Vivid images of nightmares barely allow me to sleep.
My tortured past creeps up and starts to haunt me.
Reminding me I'm a fighter with the power to break free.
Protect the ones I love and escape the evil beast.

"How big of a lie could it possibly be.  One's own secret kept discreet.  But what happens next when everything comes unfold.  
When that lie is finally discovered and then told."

Concealed within me are my thoughts. Within those thoughts are my secrets kept locked up.  Can hide the truth through lies, but not matter what, it will never make things right.

Behind every smile and every glance,
the whole time I was telling you to take a chance.  
My thoughts pour like rain. I wonder if I reveal my secret, would things change?  Right now my conscience picks apart my brain. I'm about to break and likely to go insane.  I don't know how much more of this I can take.  I know keeping it from you has already been a mistake.

With a single breath, I take the first step.  I open my mouth, slowly letting my secret come out.  I hoped for a quick response, but instead had received nothing, but silence.  You stood there shocked.  Probably wondering if you are hearing things or at least dreaming.  For it seemed at that moment my secret had no meaning.  Throughout the whole time, our eyes never did meet.  I guess you didn't know how to look at me.

Taking a step back, I had refused to stand any longing in the awkwardness.  That's when you finally decided to speak and I could already hear the words you were about to say to me.  So as you lifted your head, I looked down.  Felt it would be better to just stare at the ground.  It was as if I had been imitating a dog, who knew they did something wrong.

You said, "I don't know what to say."  From the corner of my eye, I could see the disappointment drenched all over your face. As I watched you walk away.  I stood there alone and ashamed.

It is said, "The body is a shell, with it you will choose heaven or hell."

Walk through the fire into the pits of hell.
Bodies burnt by flames reeking of a death smell.
Very harsh and vile.
As more bodies start to pile.
Stuck for an eternity.

OR

Walk through the arch way into the doors of heaven.
Angels and the Righteous are let in.
A pulchritudinous harmony.
As more souls join the ceremony.
Loved in paradise for an eternity.

Awoken by nightmares that continue to trap me.
Haunted by the blood stained on his hands.
Bounded by his victims screams.
Take all of these dreams,
take a hold of my veins wrap them around every ******* thing.
I am in prison, closed in by a tomb.
This dark hole I hide inside,
holding on to this little piece of hope that keeps me alive.
So burn up all of this pain, along with the ones I used to love!!

She stands by the edge of the six feet hole she created, dictated.
These demons within are released upon her, they start to transfer.
Darkness creeps in, hiding the light, she surrenders this fight.
She jumps right in to her own tomb, waiting to be consumed.
The dirt piles up over her body, she just lies there.
Imprison, without air, no prayer, left with her own despair.
Buried alive, carved secrets within her skin, her demons win.
Tortured by all the lies,
drowning in her own tears, falling from her eyes.
While the memories she has left start to fade,
cut out from flesh by blade.
A bottle of pills by her side, her loss of pride made it easier to decide.
Each pill provided to remove away her dying ache, she takes.
These demons within, crawled beneath her skin, lying within.
Revealed to her, concealing her, had sealed her.