I used to know of a girl who was born blind
Who was raised in a pretty normal environment I might say
The typical arguing from the parents and the occassional fights from her older brother
But who would of known?
Little boy from across the street kept her company
But tell me was all the touching necessary?
New home, new environment, one parent missing
Her eyes still left blind behind her hazy world
Left to play a game of truth or dare
But I dare not say
The girl who left the house that day
Wasn't as pure and clean as the way she came
Getting older but is still unable to see
That this guy infront of her is not meant to be
It was just a matter of time before he would take her precious gift
He rips it from her heart
And stores it in his mind collection
Leaving her on the bed with nothing more than a towel and her name
Her meaning of the word life was beginning to change
For she found a new love that through her picture seemed real
But the ugliness that was reflected off the mirror made her think otherwise
It was hard to admit that her thoughts were true
For the man she thought she knew
Was only after that "in the bed" pleasure too
It's obvious to say that she never learned
Went from the man who only wanted to see what was underneath the clothing
To the man whose abusive words left her heart aching
So she learned to deal with her suffering
From the cold blade against her wrists
That dripped the warm liquid that left her numb
Now times have changed
Her hazy world gradually becoming clear
Not really in a rush for she's still young
She still has her scars to help her remember who she once was
So the girl who was born blind
Is now buried deep within my mind
 _Black R0se Dying_ · Fri Dec 17, 2010 @ 04:25am · 1 Comments |
