Screams Unheard

My screams go unheard
Through the cold of night,
And I'm left with just the memory
Of your face.

And it's ripping holes
In my wounded heart,
And as the blood plunges
To Earth I can hear you.

Nothing I can do could take away
This thought inside my head,
It's haunting me still
I hate my life.

But I hate you more,
Because you made me
Who I am today,
I owe this hell to you.

Don't tell me this is for the best,
I don't believe a word you say,
Your quivering lips mean nothing,
I've already lost my life.

In the end you will answer
For what you have done,
Until then I hope it kills you
To see the photos of my face.