father
up
a
above
how
can
you look
and still love
this fallen
child
born broke
painted with a
plastic
smile
to cover my
cracked face
demon tormented
tied up and
down
in this lonely
place
father
i am
starving
so many are
unforgiving
i am fallen
worthless
helpless
things are so
cold
if only
someone would
hold
my body
till i could
feel
a love
thats real
if only your
angels
would come and
hold
what is left
of a tormented
soul