Cold Inside

I've grown cold inside
And I know why,
Because my whole life
Has been a lie.

I Hide my tears;
And try to smile.
I'll fight my fears,
For a while.

I go to school;
And then come home.
I play it cool,
But I'm all alone.

I'm sad and lonely;
And this is why
I seem so phoney
And cold inside.

Haunted Dreams

The dreams still haunt me
While I'm asleep.
They hold onto me.
I'm in too deep.

I see you once more,
As I lie here.
You're cold on the floor,
Lying dead there.

Middle of the night,
I wake with a scream.
Crying from fright,
It's not just a dream.

The Deed

In the night
Cold and alone,
Hiding in fright,
Though nobody's home.

She hides her face,
So it don't get hit.
She needs her space.
She's tired of his shit.

Alone she sits,
Quiet as a mouse.
Ignoring the pain,
He's still in the house.

She grabs a knife
As he draws near. Though she loves him dear.

Into his chest
The knife is plunged.
Alone he'll rest.
The deed is done.

Thoughts In The Holocaust Camps

Sleeping to escape the pain
Forgetting about our loved ones slain
Starving while our bones decay
Just trying to make it through the day

Killing our souls piece by piece
Maybe then we'll find some peace
Watching our friends' hearts grow cold
Feeling my body is far too old

Fighting for a bite of bread
Who cares if one ends up dead?
Why even wait for dawn's light,
We're pretty much gone anyway, right?