Battered and beaten
A disorder deep seated
She knows only blood, she knows only pain
Still she finds solace in the rain
On the backs of lies she withers
While the temptation, she slithers
Vices like vipers
They speak to her in whispers
Red upon a parchment so clean
Drag it up, so it will not be seen
The glimmer in eyes now gone
Hope, she hasn't seen in so long
Every step, a reminder of her pain
That her tries to stop are in vain
How many will she was edge between
Until she feels clean