I’ve scratched out my eyes
and pitted out my heart
swallowed my soul
bled from within
and die once again
to find my cause on a cold table
an execution of an autopsy
I did not kill myself
the torture came from within
the people forced me to
and I didn’t reply
a respect was gone
my people did not see
the pain of me
I hurt and took it all away
self infliction till death
it felt so wrong and yet so right
I found new meaning into pain
I saw the faces of sorrow
I was not an out cast
I saw myself in a reflection
but no mirror present
my sight gone, my eyes not to cry
my heart left, so I do not become heart broken
my soul still with me to be rejected
I am no longer
and it’s a painless ride to freedom
faith toney
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