Walkin in Between

I walk on the thin thread
In between sane and not sane
Remembering horrible memories
Of and innocence being taken
By the hands of a monster
As I screamed in silence
For no one could hear me
Cried tears
Which no one could see
My soul has remained scarred
As is my body bruised and bloody
For even now i still scream and cry
Yet still no one can hear or see me
As I'm left here,
Picking up the pieces of my broken heart.
Continuing to walk on the thin thread,
Between sane and not sane.