The devil is in all of us
for he is our lord...
I'm outside scared s***less
how could i be in the mess...
Twinkle twinkle little scar,
Grab that razor, press it hard...
Loose strings pulled from bloody slits
a heart once held together by every stitch...
Violets are blue and roses are red
But what do you do when the flowers are dead...
Your dark brown eyes are like a spear,
piercing my heart, filling me with fear...
Lonely and hurt,
Broken I remain...