Will Mean For Me

I hold the knife to my chest I hold myself hostage No signs of breaking free Daily torture handcuffed to the past Whiped by the fears I hold dear The scars still bleed to this day When it all collides in my head The wreckage spills from my mouth At a glance you will see very little But if you dare try to see though the chaos there is a calm It blows in with the wind of change Still lonely i roam amongst the leaves of pain Still seeking a love like no other For a person who can look past the flaws Can see me I am no rose Only a thorn Sharp to the touch No one comes close Avoidance is the norm No courage to speak 48 years locked away I am a criminal to me I am a victim of my own circumstance I want to hold her so close But no her exists I am lost in a maze of strange It's the only filmiar i know When it all makes sense then I will see what this love will mean for me.