Hidden lines
Nobody can read between.
My own twisted mind
Thinking it will never be seen.
Tough
Permanent
Strong...
Things I dream to be.
Thinking back it seems all wrong
But at that time I could not see.
The time has come to face
No longer able to disguise.
Hearts beating in a race
See the cuts staring into her eyes.
Dont say a word
Think fast and sly
...
Wish I was a bird
From what's coming, i will fly.
Written 5-22-11