• Tearing but not broken yet
    Just like the rope that presses against my chest
    My will came to a rest
    Though my anger was at its highest
    He was coming for me next
    I wish the blood and tears could burn through
    Breathe in and out
    The rope gave in much like myself
    Running and running but not fast enough
    Collapsed and battered I lay
    Broken and beaten and frayed

    To choke on your own dreams
    What is worse than to be poisoned with your own blood
    To be beaten with your broken bones
    Just close your eyes and think happy thoughts
    But how to do so when I know he's still there
    I tried to deny tried to forget
    The lies, the lies
    They were tattooed to my flesh
    Inscripted on my neck
    I scream at what others can't see
    What is eating me on the inside
    Like a raging virus
    I wasn't surprised that I couldn't be trusted
    I don't trust myself
    Its not insecure if you know its true
    I see them walk by
    But my growls make them flee
    No one may come near
    It is not that I refuse to find the silver linings
    But there are none