I am an artist with a broken heart
trying to paint my pain on a blank canvas
no mater how much I try painting I still see the reflection of me
From a single moment of my life
How can I even paint down the face of this repulsive person I once knew
I was pinned against the rough concrete wall of pain where no one dwell
I try so hard to fly but my wings they had broken
I was like a lost sheep without help
My mind filled with confusion and his filled with lust
Their cold touch produce tires from my eyes I pleaded my heart out
Their ears were wide open, but they wouldn't hear my plea
. The shining mood look down on me with pity
Till they took their turns,
So I buried the burns.
Those memories still Hunt me so bad
Every night I lie awake thinking how much more I can take
How I wish someone was there to help or listened to my screams and plea
My be I would have ended it all and still walk in pride.
It didn't matter how loud I screamed,
Nobody came to help me.
Nobody came to set me free
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