I've tried everything!
I've walked down dark alleys
Danced in the gutter
In pursuit of self-destruction.
I was constantly looking for something
Home sweet suicide!! The demon alcohol
Whatever I could find to ease the pain
Always looking for a fight to be beaten
It was always easier to deal with physical pain
Bruises disappear and wounds heal
But psychological and mental abuse, violence and rape
Leaves a permanent scar that never heals
So don't call me a survivor this is not surviving
I died a long time ago and my life was stolen from me
I don't know how I made it this far but I'm still here