Bandage

Around around it goes
hiding my scars
hiding my sins
could I have been wrong to do so
but yet to hope they don't show
I know I'm never going to forget
And god himself will make me regret that night
Can I remember though?
How low the moon was
How the stars felt like a million eyes watching
The cold feeling in my head was great
Could my words still be spoken if I were to be dead?
Or like many go unsaid
They say tears are the words the heart cant speak or that every rose has its thorn...
All I have is a thorn and my rose is dead
My eyes turn a deep red
but my tears are clear
suicide seems to be the answer
to end it all
to leave and go
so secret
no one will know....