Every night, they whisper to me
their words echo through my head...

My daddy went to war
To fight the bad people in iraq...

Sitting in the corner
with a white cracked face...

Lying in her own puddle of blood
mixed with the tears she's cried...

A loud scream was heard threw the house
a young girl fell to the floor...

Silent tears streaming
dripping down her face...

Engraved on my wrists
is the story of my life...

Under my make-up
lies a pale young face...

The trees shudder, all is dark
mommy, i cant see...

Will this night
be her end, her final fall...

The rain was pouring
on a dark evening night...

Her glassy eyes shined in the moonlight
on a dark mid-winters day...