Abuse

Sky-blue like a day-old bruise
Eyes red and bloodshot through
Walking slowly though glass cuts your feet
Breathing slowly; there's no air to breathe

He takes up everything

Lipstick red like the blood on your lips
He touches you there with soft fingertips
But you know better; they turn into ice picks
Flaying your skin but leaving no nicks

He takes everything

You walk like a robot; life is a dream
You can't find your voice as you try to scream
But no one can hear you, so no one can help
And you can't remember the joy that you felt

He is everything

He's always there, you're never alone
You feel like a prisoner, trapped in your own home
No one can save you, no rest from your plight
Until you can finally stand up and fight

He was everything

BLF '04