My World Of Abuse

by josephine   Jul 2, 2004


Breaking Like Glass
| My World Of Abuse |
The Veigns Are Slit
Like A River Blood Flows
Bathe In It To Clean Myself
Of All The Lies I've Told
No Self-Control No Holding Back
My Faith Is Gone, Gone With The Night
I Cut , I Slash Watch Myself Bleed
Watch My Life Pour Slowly Away
Draining Myself So Nothing Will Be Left
Just A Memory Of No Importance

My World Of Abuse
I Created It Myself
The Shadows Come To Life
They Dance Upon My Blood
I Cry For Help
In Dead Silence
The Cuts Seem To Come From The Inside Of Me
Hurting Me, Killing Me.
Willingly

JoJo

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