#1: [wasting.hope] Author: ThursdayRain11, Location: PhiladelphiaPosted: Sat Aug 28 16:51:39 EDT 2004 ---- In my veins, on a silent night
Left alone to wonder like a child
When your inflictions will bleed me dry
Or when the need in you for more will die
You must find comfort in my pain
You won't stop until I suffocate
I wish my tears could make a sound
Cause no one hears these cries
I carve your sins into my skin
And bleed your burdens
I'm your martyr, I'm your slave
I'm hoping for an early grave
So I don't ever again have to be your whore
My pathetic being will be no more
I wish my tears could make a sound
Cause no one hears these cries
