She lives a good life,
Or another sad lie?
She took her last breath,
In anticipation to die.

Bubbled, thoughts,
A last second to live.
But by Christ her father,
Another chance to give.

Mock her, and she will cry.
All she does is try...
A great person and a better friend.
A broken heart I hope to mend.

Dont cry little one,
You will be fine.
You may be his,
But you will always be a friend of mine.

Dont feel bad my child.
It will be okay.
She was another problem,
The memories will fade away.

Love at first sight.
Perfect for the blindness I feel.
Held tight and felt love,
But now its death that will heal.

No more ******* and lies I say.
I dont care what you think.
Ill see a psychologist.
Ill talk to my shrink.

But nothing will change how a felt about you,
But everything about me will.
I kissed her with unwanted scars,
Scars that will not heal...

She waits for the right guy?
As I stand there at her side.
I can hear her silent crys,
But she can not hear mine.

Slowly I start to try,
Convince her of the reasons why.
But she still waits,
For that excuse for a perfect guy.

Scared and blistered under my finger nails,
From scratching at my heart.
Is this a sad tragedy?
Or a piece of art?

Not a flinch
Nor a word screamed
But the red stained carpet,
Matches the covered wrist

Blade thinning
Blood thickens
Deep breath and slight sigh

Blunt.
Sharp.
Neither will stop the urge
Nor will the screams for help

Scars heal
Memories dont
Memories wont...

Crack at the sight of a lost lover,
Walks away,
Never to come back.

Cries in the corner.
Blade thickens,
Blood spills.

No more pain,
remind him of the better days.
Love lost, lost love

He cries in the corner...

A child.
Mocked,
Bullied,
Beaten,
He cries,
They don't listen, just abuse.

A child.
Words that wont come out.
Like a silent scream for help,
Forgiveness.

Courage.
He steps through the broken gates,
Defeats his lost hopes,
Regains the courage

But yet he is still lost.
The soul of a thousand lies.
Weeps, weeps...