I search within my the inner truth
Denying what I see
Scars with there open wounds
Staring right at me
I grab my golden piece of thread
Attempting to survive
Stitching up my jagged edges
Wanting to stay alive
Burying them within a prison
Deep inside the layers
Running far away from pain
While sending out my prayers
Walking in my comatose state
Helps me through the day
Feeling numb to help me strive
For now itÂ’s the only way
