Imaginary Pain-- by Ashley Brown
It hurts so bad,
Just take these scars,
Rip them open,
Pour some salt in,
Maybe it will dull the pain.
I need you now,
More than ever before,
Slowly losing grip on it all...
But you can't be here,
Perhaps you never will be.
I scratch at my skin,
Trying to escape,
Leaving bloody messes on myself,
I can't help it,
I just need out.
I need you now,
Please just be here...
I've got so many scars-
Though you can't see very many.
They're all inside.
There's one...
I cry when I look at it,
Wish you'd rip it open,
Just so I'd know you're real...
I'd know you're there.
Because truthfully,
You're starting to seem fake,
Like my imagination,
Playing more twisted games on me...
Creating something else for me to cry over...
Please tell me if you're real,
I need to quit this now...
I can't escape myself...
Maybe you can help?
Because I only want your love...
A/N: August 31st 2003
~Ashley
It hurts so bad,
Just take these scars,
Rip them open,
Pour some salt in,
Maybe it will dull the pain.
I need you now,
More than ever before,
Slowly losing grip on it all...
But you can't be here,
Perhaps you never will be.
I scratch at my skin,
Trying to escape,
Leaving bloody messes on myself,
I can't help it,
I just need out.
I need you now,
Please just be here...
I've got so many scars-
Though you can't see very many.
They're all inside.
There's one...
I cry when I look at it,
Wish you'd rip it open,
Just so I'd know you're real...
I'd know you're there.
Because truthfully,
You're starting to seem fake,
Like my imagination,
Playing more twisted games on me...
Creating something else for me to cry over...
Please tell me if you're real,
I need to quit this now...
I can't escape myself...
Maybe you can help?
Because I only want your love...
A/N: August 31st 2003
~Ashley