Pushing Dead Daisies

The skin remembers, even when the mind tries to forget Scars etched deeper than bone, a roadmap of agony They say time heals all wounds, they lie Time only buries them deeper under the layer of lies I used to feel joy and sorrow, life danced with empathy Now? A hollow echo in a vacant music hall Hope, they ripped it out, tendril by bleeding tendril Left a barren landscape, scorched earth where nothing grows Callous they call me, emotionless, a monster forged in fire They don't see the demons I carry or the ghost at my side They see the wreckage of the person I once was Before the darkness claimed me, before all hope died This echo resounding with the ghost of all my screams All that I still try to bury in the darkest part of my soul Only the screams refuse to stay buried, pushing daisies Ones that are already wilted and dead as they rise Sadly it mimics us, sadly I am dead yet still alive In search of the light, a light I know will never shine