It's rhythm flows beneath
my skin,
it points and laughs at
me for it knows the pain
I'm in.
My soul shakes,
my hands are trembling;
if I leave it will find me
and drown me.
I scream,
I shout,
I kick the past out.
My heart is through
hurting,
its through breaking.
I caress my new found
dream, as I lye in the
arms of you my baby.
Dreams of stone,
made into dreams of
gold
and here it holds me.
The past once like a
living virus inside of me,
still it tries to get hold
of me.
It speaks,
it triggers,
I get weak.
So hard to hold back,
and not attack.
The things I use to lack,
my innocence,
my beauty
I have gained back.
The hate inside
no longer abides,
I have choose a
softer side of me;
I'm suddenly free
and my heart no
longer, longs to
bleed.
