Sadness, Depression, Emptiness. That's how I feel every second of the day. Scared, Dread. That's how I feel right now laying here in my bed. I hope and pray she's not here, I hope and pray he's not here. Fuck it I hope nobody's home. This house brings me no joy, I get no mercy living here.
Deep scars cut her skin after every lie.
Tears build up after every broken promise.
Her heart like glass, your words like bullets.
Her hands reach out for help.
But thanks to your ignorant words
Her hands fall to her sides again.
Everyday her heart breaks into pieces
Her eyes act like windows.
When you look in dont you see someone trying to escape.
All night she cries for help.
She drowns in tears but everyday you stand there
You watch her suffer, break into pieces, fight for her sanity.
But look as she builds herself up, picks up the pieces, as she heals.
All she ask is that you, Anybody, nobody destroy her again.
Will Daomi's Bulid Herself Back Up Or Will She Forever Be In Broken Pieces