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Blood & Tears
A teenage girl, a knife at her wrist
Why? she asks
The emotion pours, like the blood on her arms
Why me? she pleads
Tired of crying tears she lets the blood run instead
For her it is so much easier, easier than life
Whats the use of living?
She breathes agony like oxygen, silently screaming
for someone to listen, to hold her, and tell her she's worth it
She crys out for something to live for, someone to love her
But there is nothing, there is no one,
To hold her and clean her wounded heart,
Caked with blood and the salt of her tears
She doesn't know of the One,
weeping for her, for her soul, for her very existence
Nobody has told her that there is anything,
anything but the abuse, the lies,
the pain and terror, of anything but the blood & tears
Her blood sprinkles onto the ground like rain
Darkness takes her hand,
Slowly the pain is over,
Her life is gone
gone forever
because nobody told her there was anything
but the blood & tears
A teenage girl, a knife at her wrist
Why? she asks
The emotion pours, like the blood on her arms
Why me? she pleads
Tired of crying tears she lets the blood run instead
For her it is so much easier, easier than life
Whats the use of living?
She breathes agony like oxygen, silently screaming
for someone to listen, to hold her, and tell her she's worth it
She crys out for something to live for, someone to love her
But there is nothing, there is no one,
To hold her and clean her wounded heart,
Caked with blood and the salt of her tears
She doesn't know of the One,
weeping for her, for her soul, for her very existence
Nobody has told her that there is anything,
anything but the abuse, the lies,
the pain and terror, of anything but the blood & tears
Her blood sprinkles onto the ground like rain
Darkness takes her hand,
Slowly the pain is over,
Her life is gone
gone forever
because nobody told her there was anything
but the blood & tears