Unless you know the story.
Understanding doesn't bring clarity--
It brings pain.
A kiss snuck in the dark,
Innocent as anything,
Until the heartbreak sets in;
Until you have to tell another.
A knife dragged against tender skin,
A small mercy in an arduous life.
It should only affect the one with scars,
Yet her brother sits crying.
Deep set thought too frightful to be shared,
She won't tell a soul,
So no one can misunderstand,
No one but herself
"Please, oh, please, let me forget:"
The vain prayer of a girl who has gone too far
Without having gone anywhere at all