(Bleeding eyes -}
{2003-10-30} {12:51 p.m.}
Suicidal thoughts,
Neglected needs,
Scars of the heart
That still bring me to my knees.
Eyes that see no real solution of how to cope...
Only a gun, and a soul that aches to leave.
Pleading for ghosts to set me free.
A child brought up in evil..
So much has happened, and yet no one believes..
So I wear this mask.. to hide what I feel.
And under my eyes I bleed,
From all the horror they've seen.
All evil that stole my innocence
When I was younger,
I was fighting, going through life trying.
But never being able to trust people
Makes you a loner in the end..
And I think this is the end..
Because I have never been this lonley.
And all I ever wanted..
Was for somebody to just hold me.
Even with all of the revealing things I have written
Still, it is nothing
To what is hidden
And as I sit on the floor
I wrap my arms around my knees
I still cry into the palms of my handsAnd in that surrounding blanket of the snow
I still wonder just what lies just beneath me
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