Will it ever be better?

Failed Pray
by Memories ©

I have tears in my eyes but they do not fall,
bleeding and weak I cannot crawl.
I'm screaming inside can you hear my pain,
as the evidence washes away with every drop of rain.
I am seeping into hell, for there is no way out,
searching for one single breathe strong enough to shout.
Noone to rescue me, I'm trapped in fear.
the sound of ripping flesh is all that I hear.
The flesh is my own and the pain is intense,
I've been raped of my spirit , I have no defense.
Violation of my life, punished to burn,
with every slit I feel my stomach turn.
Bitter trauma, but I shall not cry,
For pleasure for me will be when I die