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 © Robyn Blauw | Year Posted 2007
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