A little boy
That tells no lies
Has no soul
But hears the cries

Of the dead
Broken
And the bruised
But can’t find his heart
He’s only been used

“Can’t trust the world”
It only brings pain
Like the footsteps in the night
And the soft patter of rain

It can be nice
Soothing at first
But cold as ice
When you hear the truth

He blocks it out
The lies
The names
And the blows
He takes life as it comes
And then he goes

Nothings’ right
In this life of hurt
With pain and cuts
Of things that burn

The holes in his heart
Show the deep pain
It feels the dark
And leaves blood stains

His life’s a *****
Maybe it’s deserved
From a way he stitched
Up those many wounds

He tried again and again
To open up and love
And regretted it once more
As he fell father below than above

He closed off his heart
And shut off his feelings
He killed his soul
He ripped it apart
He was tortured
Until he became numb
He destroyed his love
And only hurt
And only felt pain
He dealt with it though
He put his skin under the blade
He put the fire to his body
He tore at his problems
Which were in a single form
A person he knew
Once very well
He knew this person
He’d come from hell
Lucifer himself
That’s his name
Or was it his own
Because they both
Held the same form
The same body
He was his own nightmare
He was his own demon
He was the center of his pain

If only he could see
Just what he means
To me