Have you ever felt that feeling?
That feeling of being safe
With no need to pace.
That feeling of being complete
With no need to compete.
Of being where you belong
Because as long as they are there,
You know you will always belong.
Have you ever felt that feeling?
The feeling of loving some one
And knowing they will always love you.
Have you ever felt that feeling?
Or are you like me,
And you feel a little differently?
Do you feel hallow, empty inside
Like there's a dark void
That can never be filled.
A thing that always must hide
And never be killed?
Have you ever felt this feeling?
Like in side you are bleeding,
And there's no way to stop it.
An ever lasting battle and no way to gain
Only just ever lasting pain.
Have you ever felt this way?
Have you ever lost the light at the end of the tunnel?
And have all hope ripped and cut from your heart and soul,
Just like you cut pain and freedom
In to your own flesh.
Do you cut and cry?
Do you hide in the dark?
Do you close your self off,
And do the thing that makes you free like the lark,?
That flies high in the sky.
Do you hide in the dark?
Do you close your self off,?
And do the thing that most others deem wrong?
Do you cut and cry?
When others are around
Do you seldom make a sound.?
But in truth you are screaming
"PLEASE OH PLEASE
WHY DONT YOU SEE?
WHY DONT YOU HEAR?
TELL ME OH PLEASE
Do you even care..."
And the only thing you want
Is for someone to see
Your life of misery.
But SSHHHH!
You must make no noise
Because they'd only call you crazy.
They will question and cry,
They will poke and pry
And in the end,
They will leave you alone in a place,
Behind bars and locked doors
And on medication
To keep you "Sane" and normal.
So you don't make a sound
When there are others around.
But back in the dark
With all the doors locked
And your friend The Blade by your side.
Only then do you scream,
why Why WHY?
In tell you can no more.
Its then you cry
And you cry and cry and cry
And when your tears run dry you continue to cry
And now blood runs down your face.
then when you can do no more
You whisper
Why...?
And clean up the mess,
Unlock the doors
And leave the dark
And with it your cuts and cries
Because you know,
You will never be free like the lark.
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