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Emotionally Dead - Part 2

I don’t let you know me I’m mighty too scared There’s just too much stuff here That can never be shared The demons of darkness They ravish my soul They steal all my pleasures They wrap me in coals They hold me their prisoner And torment my mind They fill me with memories They make me so blind I wish I could tell you That I really do care But I just can’t see you Cause I run too scared. The hurt that I’m feeling Is already so great I hang on a life thread And I feel it will break. There is no place like home I’ve heard it before There is some measure of safety Behind the closed doors. I’ve ventured out sometime With trust in my heart It came back all battered It’s an emotional scar! I’m feeling so low now That survival is art And I think of that glory When I dance with the stars.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Date: 1/5/2011 5:01:00 AM
You write of abuse so well. I haven't lived it but have worked with it for 30 years. The victim somehow always feels part of the blame when they should not. God Bless. Vince
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