Suffocated* by being endlessly alone,
Always feeling a constant ache,
I can sense the chill throughout my bones,
With every minor mistake

There is so much more under this glare,
A girl who actually has a heart,
I am just a girl who is filled with despair,
A girl who has been shattered *apart

Behind this fake smile lies a tinge of regret
The growing lust I feel for you,
I try not to be upset,
But my soul is shattered black and blue

Darling, I need your touch to go on another day
The electricity of your touch,
I don't want to ever feel this way,
But it seems as if your my clutch

Love is a welcoming flower,
Its beautiful petals blossoming,
Surrounding us with its endless embrace

The weight of her screams like shattered glass,
Piece by piece drawing blood,
Shouting and reminiscing over the past,
The painful memories streaming in a flood

Her words tearing up my flesh inside,
Leaving every part of me to ache,
There is no place left for me to hide,
She wants to see how easily I can break

She switches her words to violence,
Beating me until my flesh turns an eerie blue,
Telling me that I was a mistake
That she will never forgive what I do

She beats me until I can't move,
Left cringing in pain and feeling weak,
She has something to prove,
Something she needs to seek

I look into her wounded emerald eyes
I can see all the way down to her soul,
The look leaves me memerized,
Her infliction  is beginning to take a tole

I have become her outlet to anger,
The only one who is left to care
To herself and others she is a danger
There is vulnerability under her glare

I almost want to comfort her,
To tell her that I understand,
But I have no forgiveness,
She made me who I am

The secrets that I carry,
Will forever reside in my soul,
They will be buried,
For my innocence they stole,
They tear me up inside,
Until they get what they achieve,
They no longer want to hide,
They want everyone to believe"
The degration I feel about the molestation,
The derranged look in his eyes,
When he stole my innocence,
I am not one of revenge,
But I will seek my vengance,
How could it be,
An older man after a mere child,
He was my brothers father,
To make things more vile,
He enjoyed every kick and scream,
He is not behind bars,
It feels as if a nightmare, or a twisted dream,
It will forever haunt me, just like the scars
I am never believed,
They dont care what I say,
They think I try to decieve,
I never thought they would care anyway

She found herself in the closet,
Where she once had been,
Her mother had beaten her,
Blamed her of comitting a sin,
Her jaded green eyes,
Both troubled and pleased,
Filled with horror and surprise,
Her mother would decieve,
She had become a monster,
A victim to her distress,
She was her mother's outlet,
To her never ending stress,
Her long frail fingernails,
Liked to curl up in a fist,
Beating her daughter senseless,
Her face in a derranged twist,
The bruises on her body,
A sign of her mother's rage,
She was a troubled book,
You could barely decipher a page,
There was a touch of bitterness in her heart,
A fire of hatred in her soul,
Rage had torn her apart,
She was no longer whole

The cuts of a knife,
All down her wrist,
Each scar has a story,
It was fate with a sick twist

Her soul is broken,
Too far from repair,
Each cut a token,
Of the pain that she will bare

She dreams of death,
With its seductive voice,
She can barely catch her breath,
When faced with the choice

She is deep in thought,
The choice is crystal clear,
Death is what she has sought,
It is what she holds dear

There will be no more gray skies,
Nor lousy sunsets,
Not a single lie,
Or a uneasy regret

Everybody has a dream,
Whether they are dead or alive,
This is what she has chosen,
This is how she will survive

She will be on the other side,
Swallowed up in the abyss,
No longer filled with pride,
Or the regret of who she will miss