A Tortured Soul...
The only thing worse than having your heart ripped to sheds is it happening over and over again..

Is allowing my soul to heal
Wondering if I could cope
With the way I now feel
Holding my hand
I feel love seep through
Until it all falls like grains of golden sand
It feels as though I somehow always knew
That the sliver of hope is now gone away
Now my soul has slowly started to decay
I no longer have hope
I can no longer cope
A broken soul now lies deep within me
I no longer know how and when I'm going to be free
Be free of this tortured mental cage
While the world looks on as I stand on its stage
On and on like this it goes
Why, I wonder, yet nobody knows
I wonder if I should let it all show
Or maybe, just maybe run away and just let it all go.
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