Her wide blue eyes watch as he digs his own grave. 
Her mouth stitched across with the blackest thread. 
Nothing can pass her lips. 
Not even a whisper of a sigh. 
His anger bleeds as he cries new tears.
Trying to listen to her. 
Digging further and further past his years. 
She's buried deep in dirt. 
It suffocates her and blood drips deep into the black abyss. 
They're running from the demons that haunt them. 
Even though they're latched onto her heart. 
Haunting her, chasing her, and making her go insane quietly. 
The black thread snaps and falls from her lips. 
She screams and he stops digging. ...

Why am I like this?
Such a burden to everyone that I know and love.
Why do I act this way?
Why do I think this way?

Am I normal?
I cry and cry,
Can't stop this feeling.
Why am I like this?
Why can't I be... Normal?

I look at others and see them smile,
knowing I haven't done that in a while.
I close my eyes and I want it to go,
But it won't.

I love him,
I love her.
They tear at my hart-, hart and make me bleed.
My inner war is driving me mad.

Screams are heard inside my head.
From a man who wants me dead.
He tells me things I don't want to hear.
But I still hold him close and very dear.

I`m afraid of rumors,
Religious...