Trapped
© 2003 Black Tangled Heart

Smile a façade she hides behind

Bitter sweetness in the upturn of her mouth

She holds her tongue; she hides the tears

Makeup covering scars that line flesh and soul

She is an angel trapped inside

The encircling vermilion arms of deceit

She runs, blindly, stumbling, yearning

To take flight, to leave the agony behind

As nothing more than a sour memory

She wishes it didn't burn her skin, mar her mind

Destroy her soul

For she is worth more than she could ever see

She must break the chains that hold her heart

Until the acrid blackness dissolves

To reveal the purity inside

To give her freedom