time passes by and were all still the same
we sit and cry most of the day
get out of me i hate you here
your constant tears
your constant fears
theres nothing i can do to protect you
theres noone here to protect me
i sit in darkness in silence alone in this world
in my mind there is you sitting in that room
our room when we were five
sitting in the corner
shadows on the walls
of him our abuser coming toward the door
theres no escape and we give in and once hes gone we cry ourselves to sleep
At eight we were still trying to hide
he never stopped coming no matter where we went
and they never stopped him
no matter what we said
we were made to take long drives just us and him alone
one hand on the wheel the other you dont want to know
and we cant stop feeling so sad mom doesnt come
and we cant stop thinking of final moments in the sun
and there is nothing i can do to take the pain away
the confusion of why its me and what it all means
and then theres you at eleven and twelve cutting your arm
scarred on the inside
scarred on the outside
theres you at fifteen so angry at all
now its not just one who's hurt you theres two, three no four
and you cant take it and the cutting gets worse
the pain is too much you try and take away life
so much horror so much pain
riddled with guilt you try and run away
at seventeen the shame gets worse and still no one helps then theres the show a happy time for most but hes driven to boast the things he knows behind closed doors
and no one moves
and no on e talks
they stare at us both, him and me like im to blame
im driven away i from all in a corner behind a wall
sneak out the gates never return
still to this day no one says a word
family and friends all let it go
put it down to a drunken old man
but i sit here alone
no family no home
no love and no comfort
afraid of the dark