Bundle of me

Her fingertops are red from her blood

Fear and horror are written all over her face

The monster that he put unwillingly inside her is gone for good

But she didn't know if she'd survive this whole disgrace

Nobody knew ofcouse, for her family she had to stay pure

So she butchered her body all alone in the dark

With illegal medicine that claimed they were the cure

What was left were the tears on her face and a dress with a red stained mark

She washed her hands until she was washing the skin from her fingers

Stil the feeling of him and the death smell stayed and lingers

She might have survived this, but there are so many others

Who are a girl just like me, and want to be more then mothers who raise unwanted childeren in the gutters

Some are lovers between the sheets

Others are drowning in their thoughts

Some are still dancing into the night

Others are working behind those city lights

And what about all those lost souls

Wallowing in the dark

I am no different

Who knows maybe this will be my death

Oh to die from self pity

Just let me take one more breath

And i'll dissapear into the numbness

The gray heavy clouds that kept the sun

From shining any warmth though the window

My pale skin shivered

But not from the cold

It was the loneliness within

That made her so anxious

She almost left my body

Because it was a hollow thing to live in

The touch so light

It made me believe i was just waking up

From the most amazing dream

With her voice wispering in my ear

Longing for me to come

But I never came near

Afraid when I'd open my eyes

She'd be long gone

In this simple brain of mine

From left to right, and right to left

They try to make me function

Like a normal person should

But they also make up the thoughts

That say that I'm no good

But there were no monsters under her bed

She kept them hidden inside of her head

They were fighting to get out

So every night they had her heart in their claws

And the only thing she showed

Were the silent tears rolling out

How nice it felt

To return on a wet field

With a ball at my feet

And the goal in sight

How i missed the adrenaline

The thumping of my heart

My quick breathing

And even my sweat

After quitting for two years

I am finally back

I hope soccer missed me as much as i did miss her

Now the only thing left to do

Is get back on track