My emotions abandon me leaving me empty, hollow the numbness sets in and im wrapped in isolation
Your words cut like burning knives ripping holes in my soul parts fall away from me and I have no family
The black sheep in a white herd storm clouds follow me around alert them to my presence when will I be found
I leave my fate behind forge my own path taking lifes chance cant be erased
In these dark woods I can see her light guiding my heart ending my fight, so I can live through the night
Torn and broken I emerge from this fire scars on my soul mother called liar
Beaten and neglected I survived the crash bruises on my face father was disgraced
Malnourished and dying my body is found escaped to their brother dosent care
Black sheep washed and dried fed and cared for turned to white by the family thats right for her
She has found were she belongs
Twisted-Danceing-Corpse · Mon Sep 01, 2008 @ 06:23am · 0 Comments |