Cancerous sores eating
away at my broken heart.
Dreams of a life, fleeting.
Watch me as I fall apart.
Catch me as I fall at your feet.
I can't hold up much longer.
Hold while I sleep,
Maybe with rest, I could be stronger?
Some days are harder
than you will ever know.
Would it make me a martyr
If I offered up my heart and soul?
I want to find me again,
to find an end to this hell
that I have been living in.
To find the me I was before I fell.
Images haunt me now
of the girl I used to be
before everything went south
when I was beautiful and carefree.
The darkness swells around me
trapping me into this life.
This is not how it is supposed to be,
not full of anger, hate and strife.
Give me back my candle
and my matches too.
This I can handle.
I have to see it through.
Step away from me and mine
Just walk out of my world.
It's not a game, there is no line,
I need to be my own girl.
