Come Find Me

My story's untold 
These scars on my soul
Are worth more than pure gold
All these tears that I cry
Are reminding me, that I am alive
That I have been thru this over a billion times
That I forget how to live
How to breathe
I cut my veins, filled with pain
As my lips start to scream
As I bleed on the ground
My voice gets loud, it's the heaviest sound
Why did I choose to suffer
Why can't I be found
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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