The past that should be erased,
Haunts her day and night,
Suffocating her in a deadly embrace,
Hoping tomorrow she'll be alright.
But it tatters at her soul,
Engulfs her heart in pain,
It turned her mind into coal,
And left her out in the rain.
The past has built up walls,
She can't let anyone in,
Her life has been the one that falls,
All because of the past of sin.
Never acknowledged, never really there,
Feelings of rejection and lust,
And living in a haze of despair,
Turning all she loves into dust.
Her tears swell up her eyes,
And she's starting to lose what's real,
She will go do something she will despise,
And still has no way to heal.
Within is freezing into ice,
Bottling up emotion that can run wild,
She's paying for everything in a negative price,
And yet she's considered a child.
She wishes she could start a new life,
And find a past that won't kill her,
She hopes to find less strife,
Before she becomes even deader,
It's the past that will kill her.
