LYRIC FOR SALE

By Cierra Spencer

What are you more afraid of
The reflection staring back at you
Or what rests behind the eyes?
You can't escape either, God knows I've tried
For you are tethered to your own lies

Break a bone
Break my spine
Broken soul
Broken mind
Can't even bring myself to cry
But I try, I still try

Hollowed out heart
A sense of deceit where truth should have been
I can feel it scratching, digging in
Tearing, clawing and still I stuff it back in
Swallowed my hurt
That's why it resides within

Break a bone
Break my spine
Broken soul
Broken mind
Can't even bring myself to cry
But I try, I still try

Enough with the lies
I'm fed up planning my own demise
The violence in me draws its last breath
As I admit to myself that I'm behind enemy lines
Life and death go hand and hand
Like the moon, it's a cycle
I can put myself back together again
I am my own disciple

Break a bone
Break my spine
Broken soul
Broken mind
Can't even bring myself to cry
But I try, I still try