Buried

Warm tears on her cheek.
another problem to be solved,
and another cut to make her weak.
the girl that will never dream.

she's still fighting to get out
of this terrible world she's in,
filled with hate and doubt.
she needs to stop, needs to slow down.

to be lost in love and drowned in tears
would have to be a terrible death.
buried under her thoughts and fears,
she'll never know what she could have had.

she looks at the phone cold in her hand,
wanting to call him and hear his voice.
the tears falling down, the screams she can't stand
the black sky bleeds into her world again....