Tears held like prisoners behind my eyes threaten...
My body is broken but nothing can match the pain...

I would like to say what I really feel,
Not know a moments regret...

When you look at my face can you see the shame.
Do my eyes portray the guilt, do they show I'm to...

Everytime it happens, this anger builds inside.
Angry words about to bust free; if it happens one...

Waking up in a pool of shame,
kept company by distorted thoughts, and what you...

Wake up to feelings of guilt
Can't wash away all the filth...

I fear that there may be nothing good left inside.
Dabbled with destruction and now I'm its bride...