Locked In the Dark
I smile and laugh wildly, having fun with my friends
They don’t know what a huge lie, i have to pretend
To my friends I’m the funniest girl who’s so full of life
But they don’t know how many times, I’ve held a bloody knife
To them I’m the girl, who loves to strut down the street,
Yet they don’t even know that I feel so incomplete
To my friends my laughter can spread,
They don’t know, inside my happiness is dead
To my friends my smile can brighten up their day
They don’t know that I’ve shut my feelings away
I’m locked in a prison, one I can’t escape
A place where my sole is constantly raped
In my prison there is no love or spark,
All alone, tired, desperate and left in the dark
In the dark there is this monster in the dark waiting for the kill
The danger sends out terrifying chill
I’ve faced this monster before, it’s dressed in disguise
My spirit breaks down further, slowly releasing its cries
I have had enough so I bring out my knife
Piecing my skin figuring out how to end my life
I know it’s nobody’s fault; I’m the one to blame
After all I’m the one causing myself the pain
Copyright © Daisy Tyrrell | Year Posted 2017
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