Bittersweet

The rendition of the vision

The path under the break

The voice grating in my ear

The ways I always shake

Your hands all over my body

The words you sat are praise

The actions that delower me

Walking abround without my heart

Feelings the hole in my chest

The secret that I'm keeping

No one knows my unrest

My eyes are feeling wet

And tears spill over them

I don't want any reason

To open them again

What's his reason

For my pain

Why would he bring my shame

What did I ever do

To make him hurt my brain

Closing my eyes 

Doesn't make it go away

If I thought it would

That's the way they'd stay

 

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