Blood And Tears

If you look in these eyes
You may feel a little sick
Sarcasm fuels abuse
Never ending nightmares begin
Remember to hide under covers

Little monsters on playground roundabouts
Nothing so innocent in their taunts
Sometimes there’s a reason
Not to give the power of speech
When tongues are as lethal as spears

No use running like hell
Those little demons know the shortcuts
Always there to push you over
Dancing with such glee
At the sight of tears and blood

Inside a bunker waiting for morning to come
Where the fear wakes up
Outside is only pain
Rivers of hurt
For you to tread in