• Wrists still scarred on my soul,
    pain still starving my spirit.
    Emotions never told,
    would you even hear it?
    You broke who I am,
    more than many have.
    I am as weak as a little lamb,
    made me like this you have.
    One knows how to help but can't,
    another loyal till the end.
    One more wants to help but does not know how,
    they are all sweet now.
    Why won't the pain stop pooling,
    even when I pretend.
    I know leaving them I can't,
    my heart is on them and to leave them I'd be to itself fooling.
    You had me and left,
    I am laying down I haven't slept.
    I call it upon me to rid me of the pain,
    I make the bargin allowing him to take me.
    The dark embrace of eternal sleep I see,
    To my heart life and love are a strain.
    Only 3 can convince me that I'm wrong,
    1 is writing me a song.
    I love each of them as they love me back,
    Love harms and heals me as it's knack.