My screams rip and
tear me apart. My
pain a knife
through my blasted
pumping heart. He
reassures me,
my pain will be
worth the
life ill
have. He stops me
before into my
veins with a razor I
stab. When the kids
at school have been
unusually cruel, hes
there to help me heal.
Hes here to help
when my own thoughts
make my head reel. When
darkness consumes
me hes here to talk. I was
ripped into
the real world with a
great shock. And it
scarred me for
life. My hands
used to shake
till I was holding a
knife. I was terrified of
love to me love
only brought more
pain. My fear built a
wall, all in vain. He
is the one I
trust. And so all
that matters
to me, is his
happiness so I will do
what I must.