Streams of red flow down her arm,
As she opens that old, crusty scab...

Bleeding from this slow denial,
It's hard to speak, let alone smile...

My heart wants to stop
this evermore beating...

I stare in the mirror.
I get lost in the glass...

I tremble
As I cry...

Trapped inside this prision,
I feel so lost and alone...

I bear this pain is silence,
As I stubbornly clench my jaw...