Scary smashing noise is heard
as the wind hits the window against it's frame,
shocked and frightened, she jumps up from her bed
and looks around her dark lonely room,
looking around to find the cause of this noise.
Loud wood screeching noise is heard
as the window slowly opens, once again by the wind.
Cold air touches her back
as the screeching noise continues it's cry.
Nothing is to be seen,
her room is as dark as a murderer's soul,
as cold as a liar's mouth, and as frustrating
as a fork scratching against a plate.
Laying back down in her cold bed, covering herself
with a burned, ripped blanket, sewed back together
over and over. Closing her tired little eyes, trying to sleep,
trying to forget, trying to ignore.
Moans and cries are heard as she tries to sleep,
pain and agony of others is felt as she tries to forget.
Cold hands of the damned spirits grasp her clothes,
razor sharp nails slide through her hair,
what is happening? is this another nightmare?
or is this the consequences she had to face for her actions?
Seven in the morning, red teary eyes, no energy at all,
she tries to get up. Hours and hours of her punishment,
ripping her apart bits by bits.
She feels the damage she caused to that one soul.
That one soul that never let her down, never let her cry alone.
Soul that never once caused her heart to break.
She feels the shatter of the heart that she broke.
She feels the pieces of the shattered heart cut her soul.
I dance in the blood that drips from your heart.
I dance under the rain of your tears.
I listen to the songs of your cry,
and I listen to the storms of your sigh.
You shattered my heart into tiny pieces.
You broke my mind with your lies.
You stole my trust, you stole my faith.
Stabber, traitor, liar, coward.
User, cold hearted abuser.
Thief of the kind hearts.
You've broken me,
now I'm breaking you.
