Behind Closed Doors

Fractured and frail

The course of your virtue's faltering

Among the decayed

The spurt of injustice will teach all your fear to behave

I am the nail

The thorn in your side

I'm calling back to you

The torture and shame

Lurking behind closed doors

I see the rejection slowly taking control

As defenses crumble to sustain the guilt alone

Abased to a tool redefined

The action of breathing a torment

Malicious and vile unknown to yourself

Tearing your structure apart

I am the nail

The thorn in your side

I'm calling back to you

The torture and shame

Lurking behind closed doors

I've tried to conceal

From the murmuring abyss

But the guidance I yearn to behold

Come forth don't hold back a thing cause I won't fall

And you shall be the one to wear the scars

Leeches feeding on my wounds till I am sore

For all the seasons spent in anger shall remain

I am the nail

The thorn in your side

I'm calling back to you

The torture and shame

Lurking behind closed doors