Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Helpless Solitary Victim

If you knew my darkest secret, the past that haunts me like a demon
Then would you? If you knew
If you knew the pain inside me, that steals my joy and leaves me lonely
If you knew, then would you?

Would you love me? Would you care? If you knew what I won’t share
I hide it deep. I hide it well. I bet that you can’t even tell.
The scars are all emotional. The sores, however, are physical.
I’ve been tainted and defiled. I’m desecrated and beguiled
So walk away and I’ll pretend, it’s how I wanted this to end.

If you knew my darkest secret, the past that haunts me like a demon
Then would you? If you knew
If you knew the pain inside me, that sucks me dry until I’m empty
If you knew, then would you?

Would you want me? Would you now? If you ever found out somehow
I won’t tell ‘cause I believe that if I told you, then you’d leave
And then you would think less of me. And that’s the one thing that can’t be.
I’ve had to deal with this so long you can’t convince me that I’m wrong
I know we’re better off this way, even if it means you won’t stay

If you knew my darkest secret, the past that haunts me like a demon
Then would you? If you knew
If you knew the pain inside me, that sends me to my place of hiding
If you knew, then would you?

While I was in sin you died for me and cleansed me from inequity
Still I must live with the consequences of choices made with lowered defenses
My self-destructive path I plowed is what I have to pay for now
So let this warn all who will listen, don’t be a helpless, solitary victim

If you knew my darkest secret, the past that haunts me like a demon
Then would you? If you knew
If you knew the pain inside me, that separates me entirely
If you knew, then would you?
If you knew my deepest secret
Would you love me? Would you mean it?

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