When will I
                         no longer hold
                                                        myself back?
I need help
                                         I no longer know
what I am going to do

Save me

I should remember
you do not define me
even though you try
keeping me under control
oppressed with your words
cutting into my skin
bleeding my integrity
manipulation had always been your skill

I followed blindly
but I was just stupid
to trust the weasel in snakes clothing
do you remember how lonely it was
that made you come to me in the first place
do you remember the poison you spilled to make yourself happy
was it worth it?

was it?

I'm not sorry
that you felt you had no choice
I'm not sorry
you think that it is my fault
I'm not sorry
that the only way for you to deal was with the holes in the walls
I'm not sorry
that the bruises weren't covered easily under my makeup
I'm not sorry
you cannot take your words back
I'm not sorry
that you blame him instead
I'm not sorry
that enough was finally enough
I'm not sorry
you think its unfair
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
sorry

her friend had vanished with him. leaving us alone on the couch. cautiously I turned to the blue haired girl. leaning her head back towards me, I wondered what was on her mind. asking and in her response she smiled. "I'm not looking for love or anything, just something to write about". so stupidly I kissed her. and she
broke my nose

It would be nice
If my demons loved me
the way I love them
If they curled up like cats
or ran to me like dogs
if the sang in they morning to wake me up
or howled at the moon signalling sleep
instead
they creep around the issues
afraid to accept
the love
I have
the understanding I've gained for them
or maybe its me
and even demons can't love me

I wouldn't mind losing myself for a bit
maybe through that
I could gain understanding
and care more
about myself

Beautiful girl
Do you know how much you are loved
How you stand at the summit
Would you believe it
If angels came down to sing your praises
Because even they would fail to express it
Beautiful girl
Would you climb out of that hole
If a prince presented you with a ladder
Can you believe it if he presented you with the world
Because that’s all he can give but you deserve the moon and the stars as well
Beautiful girl
Could you believe the things I say
Because
They are what you say to me
And I  
Don’t believe you