Caroline G
No Idea
Copyright, Caroline G
Pain.
Ever heard of it?
I see you standing there.
“Everything’s all right”,
“I know exactly how you feel”
No you don’t
You have no Idea.
Do you know how it feels to want to die?
And to put a razor to your flesh every day?
Just to avoid the inevitable?
You have no Idea.
Do you know what It’s like to be afraid to leave your house?
But be more afraid to go home?
You have no Idea.
Do you know what it’s like to be afraid of your own father?
But more afraid of yourself?
You have no idea
Me
Copyright, Caroline G
Do you even know me,
Do you know the pain I feel?
And if I decide to show you,
would you believe it’s real?
Or would you turn the other cheek,
The way you always do.
What would happen if I told you dad,
The pain I feel is you.
Sunshine
Copyright, Caroline G
Not all can survive in the sunshine,
Some of us thrive in the rain.
We don’t all know how to be happy,
Some have to deal with the pain.
Perfect Crimson Sin
Copyright, Caroline G
Scarlet tears run down my cheeks,
Once again I feel so weak.
Mommy’s perfect angel, with a secret troubled past
As I push the blade in deeper, each breath could be my last.
I hear the doorknob rattle, my mom want’s to come in.
Pull down my sleeves no one can know my
PERFECT CRIMSON SIN
Crimson Tears
Copyright, Caroline G
Crimson tears run down my arm,
All the pain and all the harm.
My only way to let it out,
I wanna scream, I wanna shout.
But I don’t make a sound, I keep it inside.
I wanna break out, but instead I hide.
I sit in my room, and hide in my shell,
The life that I’m living, my own private hell.
The crimson tears, down my arm they run.
I look down at my arm, what have I done?
Inner Scars
Copyright, Caroline G
As hard as you try you’ll never see,
All the scars inside of me.
Fight
Copyright, Caroline G
I’m not the kind to go quiet in the night.
If i’m going down, I’m gonna go with a fight.
Healing
Copyright, Caroline G
You should be happy for all I’m revealing.
Not just keep asking why some scars aren’t healing.
Died
Copyright, Caroline G
Cause you’ll never know how many tears that I cried,
When the sweet little girl that’s inside of me died.
Too Deep
Copyright, Caroline G
One of these days i might cut too deep,
But by then I might welcome eternal sleep.
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