The Emptyness Has Always Beenthere
The wind blew through my soul at a vary young age And the emptiness has always been there As if I were a stranger on planet earth Living in a household of constant bickering and physical danger Booth parents were alcoholics and manic depressive as they called it then Lucky me living on a roller coaster of emotional extremes Never a dull moment for my sister or Me Somehow we made it through all of Mothers suicidal Christmas's And Father's leaving us for greener pastures Father finally died stepping in front of a car one drunken moonless night And mother died in an apartment fire that she set with a dropped cigaret As for me I was a cutter after losing a leg in Viet Nam I I think I really wanted to die once but maybe I was screaming for help I am speaking of this now for anyone who is on the edge Come back to us we love you And I swear to you the pain will pass or at least fade into the background And you can and will smile again The truth is you must become what your looking for
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