Torn
The pain inside
Does not fade
Late nights I cried
The hate you made
Built up within
Visible in your eyes
Tingles my skin
And darkens my skies
The war begun
And will never cease
Willingness to run
But my feet will not release
Scarring memories
Will never go away
Shaken diaries
Of what you both say
Stuck in the middle
While you guys take your stand
It is me you belittle
And me who needs your hand