Their are flames in my eyes,
that are burning me alive.
As I swallow back tears,
that are like gasoline to the fire inside.
I sit and I wonder if someone will ever stop the pain,
than I remember they will choke on the flames.
And I know I'm to blame,
I have learned I am meant to live with the pain.
Smoke begins to cloud my vision,
I scream out,
but you can only hear it if you listen.
I burn knowing no one knows I'm a victim,
but I guess that was my decision.
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