• In the darkness is where the wicked thoughts pray
    They remind me of what is so hard to keep bottled up in me
    How his rough hands felt on my child soft skin
    how no matter how tightly I close my eyes I never forget my sin
    they laugh at my fears of anyone coming near
    and that no matter how loud I scream no one hears
    hears my pain
    so loud louder then rain
    they tell me of how innocent I was
    to believe that a girl like me would have true love
    so naïve was my little mind
    but im no longer blind
    I know this world has no love
    As if anyone cares for me up above
    You aren’t worth it they say
    They celebrate in my tears
    And the fact that no one hears
    Hears the reason I hide from mirrors
    That’s the reason I do drugs is to hide from these fears
    Fears of rejection
    Fears of attention
    Fears of being close
    Fears of being all alone
    Fears of love
    Fears of never finding love
    My life is a box of contradictions
    And addictions
    That conceal this pain I feel
    And with each issue I peel
    Till there is nothing to conceal
    Because there is nothing left of me
    And I go back to that deep dark sea