Victim

there's a river inside of my mind
that chases me everywhere I go
full of the ghosts that I try to forget
into the darkness that has hidden my soul
it falls like tears from behind closed lids
and bleeds like the scars on my arms
reminding me happiness is always so fleeting
and nothing can protect my heart

there is a crater inside of my head
where my true feelings once lived
the hollow expressions of laughter and light
are all that my spirit can give
forever's a myth that we all try to save
no matter who's hurt in the end
till death to we part has more then one meaning
and I take the fall once again

holding me tightly as I disappear
those ghosts always win in the end
the blood on my hands is my own I'm afraid
although I hate to leave you my friend
my story is painted in words on the wall
and he's on the floor by the door
the gun's in the bathroom, the knife's in my hand
but I am a victim no more