Torn Inside and Out
The words they said come straight to my heart
Stabbing it.. Darkening it.
Those things that i saw.. Burn right through to my head.
Staining it.. So i can always remember.
The things they say about me.. They hurt.
My lungs shut down; I cant breath anymore.
Remembering those times when my soul got this way.
It hurts so bad.. like my bones breaking from my weaknesses.
And now the pressure's building up.
My broken heart..
The scenes im my head..
My broken down lungs..
My crushed bones..
It brings me to do this.
Now I'll be torn.
Inside... and out.
by
unknowntruth1posted on 11/14/2008
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