When I craved (Knew)

Too Close to the Truth

The dark expression in her eyes

the twisted agression that it hides

listening to the voices of her sins

stabbing her mind with little pins

Knowing the hole inside her 

keeps growing wider and wider

she does not know when it first appeared

only that it feeds on emotion she supresses

like anger, depression and fear

she has cried herself to sleep too many times 

because she would rather feel nothing

than the pain inside

so when she uses the mask made of ice and steel

to numb out her emotions so it can heal

afraid of these things she cannot comprehend

for if they were revealed, at worst

the world would end, at least inside her

because no cares if she was heart broken

if she was scorched alive then frozen

but hate conquers fear

hating herself inside and out

for building this prison around herself

to keep people from getting close

                                from getting close enough to hurt her

                                           getting close enough to take her trust away

                                                            close enough to steal her heart without notice

defiling it, ripping it to shreds, then leaving it dead

it makes her sick knowing she has

trapped herself inside herself

but no way to make

a sound for help