The words you
Say decay my soul
They break me down
From the inside out.
Through the trails
of life an love
I have learned
That sometimes
The ones we
Love the most
Tell the biggest lies
They hold the
Sharpest knives
They leave the
Deepest scars
They take years
To heal
Sometimes they never
Heal....
Because we keep them
Hidden; locked deep inside
To never be revealed
Because the pain is
Just to much
To ever let them be
touched
We will use them
As a crutch
Because love it hurts...
Just to much...
An in this pain
We fail to realize
That the hardest
Critics we ever
Have to face
Are the voices inside
Ourselves.
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
The words you
Say decay my soul
They break me down
From the inside out.
Through the trails
of life an love
I have learned
That sometimes
The ones we
Love the most
Tell the biggest lies
They hold the
Sharpest knives
They leave the
Deepest scars
They take years
To heal
Sometimes they never
Heal....
Because we keep them
Hidden; locked deep inside
To never be revealed
Because the pain is
Just to much
To ever let them be
touched
We will use them
As a crutch
Because love it hurts...
Just to much...
An in this pain
We fail to realize
That the hardest
Critics we ever
Have to face
Are the voices inside
Ourselves.
