Behind my eyes,
Can you see the pain?
Even when they're shining bright,
Can you see all the shame?
Deep down,
I'm afraid.
Im afraid of your hands;
Afraid of myself.
I love you,
With every inch of my soul.
But how can one love,
When most of my being has been stolen?
You above me,
Though I enjoy,
Makes me scream inside.
My eyes will be blank,
But behind them,
Beyond the surface,
Are years of tears.
Years of hurt and pain.
Do you see them?
As Above me,
I shake.
So below me,
I cry.
Love me,
Even when the demons want me to die.
©pursedoggy
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