scratched and brused
by kris christy
Scratched and brused torn apart used snd abused
barely breathing lied to,feeling so blue so lost not found like the man on the moon wearing only a frown ,as her darkness starts to surround me the last thing i see is her face with no expreshion at all
and from the lips i used to love to kiss came crippleing words that never missed ,ripped right through me left for dead cut to the bone ego in shreds.