A pen in my hand
Nothing in my head
Pains in my heart
Tears in my eyes

Trembling hands
Red eyes
Stained face
Swollen eyes

A sharp knife thru my chest
A puncture in my heart
A wound I doubt
Will ever heal.

Sleepless nights
Days of the same
A scar
That’ll never fade

Broken into pieces
Damaged beyond imagination
Massacred to the extreme
Manipulated to condemnation

Words are worthless
To what is felt

A hole that cant be refilled
A tattoo that cant be erased
A mark that’ll last for eternity
A complete infatuation

Land I never thought I’ll be
Broken-land
A broken person

One thing for sure
The thing called heart
Will be attached to you
With epoxy

Words are worthless
To what is felt