Me

by Gemma   Jan 7, 2005


A dark figure skulking in the night
for stay to herself its a perpetual fight
people all around, are trying to kill
unhappiness is forbidden, and unwritten bill

And i found someone who knew me
and a far as i could see
he was the one, my Saviour and all
he made sure was standing tall

and i was happy, well as I can be
I love this man, he loves me
He pulled me from my living hell
I'm no longer by myself

but this man pushed me back in
i was his vision of mortal sin
self harm, suicide and booze
he made me pay bruise by bruise

I try to leave him, just cant
theres something there holding me back
is it love? is it true?
to go to him leave what i knew

I now live in a world or destruction and pain
Every thing i do is to his gain
and none understands my last resort
because of him, my life is short

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