How It Feels

A piece, A piece, I see you fall,
From my heart of shattered walls.

What will come from tears tonight?
A loss of clear, lucid sight.

I see you there, on the ground,
In this house of broken frowns.

My bloody fingers cannot grasp,
All the memories that have past.

I walk away an empty hole,
In my chest of withered soul.

I' ve come to live broken down,
Adjusted to the ripping sound.

My undead heart torn from me,
I'm bleeding here, can't you see?

It's not my choice to live this way,
But here I stand, to this day.

How it feels cannot be said,
I am hollow, I am dead.