I bottle it up
The pain the despair
The roses on the stair
Dying because of my lack of care
I'm a broken piece in this scene
A character with prolonged sadness
Bubbling inside his heart
And mind.

I can't believe
I've done this
Planted the seed of carnage
I'm now dancing to the tune
Of my own sickening headache.

Break me
Break me
And I'll take it
You can even mop up
My broken frame
And use the parts
To design a better man.