Bleed To Free

Can I stop I wondered, can my tears wash my pain,

Will this ever change? But hold on to gain,

I tried escaping once didn’t quite succeed

But I know if I have to survive this toxic atmosphere to flee is what I need,

I remember I helped you, but you don’t even remember me,

Is it my memory that’s failing me or me whose losing me?

If a god existed..wouldn’t he try to patch me up,

But being torn from inside is worse than being blown up

I don’t want to rebuild me, I only want to BE ME,

If you stopped and saw a heart beating yet bleeding,

Be sure I tried to flee....

My pain calls out for help, but my lips are scarred you see

I can’t scream out,

For the one who is hurting always wants a bout,

My wounds can never see the dawn or light,

But you can still feel the right and the wrong for there is a mind who sees,

Freedom at the stroke of night....

Being bound is more like a disease.

Wind the fence around my heart

You wouldn’t hear me cry,

For a heart that’s stopped beating once

Is no myth to demystify