it hurts
it bleeds
it beats
torn form my cheast
and scratched
with glass
stabbed with needles
my soul
surrounded in sorrow
trapped inside
hurting
acheing
for somone to care
to want it
waves of sorrow
flowing over it
like the blood
from my aching heart
heart and soul intwined
scratched
beaten together

It is you that hurts them
You that beats it
you that pierces my heart and soul together
stabbing through me
tearing apart me inside
the outside never shows the affect
of your abuse

g`day and welcome, the passion expressed is very powerful indeed,
some great lines, i`m reminded of smile empty soul ~ nowhere kids..


A generation with no place
A generation of all your sons and daughters

And what did you expect - a perfect child
Raised by TV sets - abandoned every mile
We never get respect - never a fair trial
No one gives a shit - as long as we smile

We are the people that you hate
We are the bastards that you created
A generation with no place
A generation of all your sons and daughters

keep writing take care..greg