Violets are blue and roses are red
But what do you do when the flowers are dead...
The years slip slowly by her,
Hidden behind these walls...
Plz read all the way...Its based ona true story
One late night she laid in bed...
Ma,
I feel fear...
Fingers reaching down your throat
Needing to make yourself choke...
Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?
My heart is slowly dying, every time you raise...
What we strive to understand
is too complex to grasp...
All of her dreams, shattered
All because of one night...
Dreams are just a state
of the unconscious mind...
Have you ever cried so hard,
that you couldn't breathe...
They say that I am weak,
Cause I need pills to fall asleep...
She hides the bruises once again
By putting on long sleeves...