she can't seem to escape, the words that he's said.
they form nightmares and ghost, she wishes him dead.
he bruises her soul, torments her life.
and the only salvation she has is a knife.
she keeps to herself, afraid to forget.
they try to comfort her ever lasting regret.
but she covers her eyes, and carries her cries,
into the darkness where her soul rests and lies.
an escence of beauty, a heart torn to shreds.
she wraps up her wrists, the thoughts in her head.
she can not go one, with this sorrow she carries.
the secrets she holds, the lies she burries.
if anyone knew how he hurts her inside,
they'd make him pay, for the tears she has cried.
but she won't see him hurt, she won't let him go.
though her pain and her suffering continues to grow.
so she writes to her lover, of the things he has done.
how she thought she'd always love him, and that he was the
one.
she seals her letters, and lays it on her chest.
may she lay in peace, may her soul finally rest.
damned to pergatory, the fate she was dealt.
but atleast he knows how she really felt.