Family Values - Walls of Jericho

Intertwined thoughts with yours 
Stitched up wounds are open once again 
Appreciation of my silence 
Will be held no more 
So close to your desires 
But I will not encourage my blood 
To be spilled for indignity 
And I would cry 
But it would kill all that I know 
Still utter deceit enters my flesh 
And I contemplate the end 
As I grasp for breath 
Bearing bloody memories while 
Kneeling down letting my insides pour out 
And my enraged memories won?t let me open 
These wounds anymore