I love you but your killing me.
I never know when to talk.
I'm Scared to ask you anything.
I'm being smothered and I can't yell for help.
No One Knows, They Just Dont know.
I smile at Thanksgiving and act like nothing is wrong.
On the inside I want to run and never turn back.
I would give up my home, my family, my everything.
To be free.
Your hands they are so big, so hard.
I remeber when I was nineteen, they were so soft and caressing.
My face is Numb. The Potatoes were cold. Im sorry.
The bleeding from my nose has stopped but the bleeding in my heart will never.
Last Night while you were sleeping I thought about leaving.