They’re watching me,
Hide from their eyes,
Hide your heart,
Just live the lies,
Bile in your throat,
Throw up your soul,
As the skies grow grey,
Your heart grows old,
And shrinks away,
As a flower dies,
The petals fall,
As does your mind,
I’ll be okay,
I have to smile,
It’s just a dream,
You’re not that child,
The cigarettes won’t burn,
His hands won’t touch,
No need to cry,
To hurt this much,
But she’ll close her eyes,
And see the dark,
The part she ignores
Deep in her heart,
As sleep alludes,
And the shadows rise,
Along her walls
And in her mind,
Her hands will shake,
Wears her heart on her sleeve,
So there she’ll scar,
So there she’ll bleed,
Quiet her mouth,
As her demons hold,
Her heart, her mind,
Consume her soul,
They whisper sweet words,
Of blood and knives,
Of the razors edge,
That ruined her life;
And a burning match,
She knows so well,
Know she’s not sane,
As she lives in hell,
Nothing in her closet,
Nor under the bed,
When will they see the monsters
Are inside her head?