My Suicidal Refuge
The pain in my chest wont stop pounding.
My salty tears wont cease to flow from my blue eyes.
I get cut by a razor every time some one tells me the truth.
Yet here I am, once again seeking refuge in your arms.
It's crazy to think I keep running back to you.
Maybe every one is right and I am just a child.
Could they be right about me and you?
I hope for my heart they are not.
They say your a liar, you wont leave her.
Especially for me they say, and I can tell what they mean.
I'm no where near as good as her.
I just hope you can see that I would give anything to you.
The pain and tears would all be worth it in the end.
If I could only win you over.
Battle scars left on my pale skin wouldn't matter,
if you were there to kiss them.
This isn't some fairy tale, I can read from a book.
Its dirty reality where I'm on the front line.
How I wish I could be the one, who you belonged to.
Instead here I am fighting behind the scene for your love.
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