The Feeling of Being Alone

Shiftless, black and torn
My world crumbles
Puzzle pieces below my feet
And I can't freaking stand
The shards of glass
That become glued to my veins

With the mascara smeared tears
Plastered in front of me
As I'm standing, staring
Cowering at my own reflection
Asking what was I thinking
To become so close to soon

Memories shattered with painted pieces
Thrown over fifty foot walls
The sky is falling, heart is pounding
No one sees the destruction
The fires burning down the cities
And there is no one to stop the flames

Bullets pierce the air silently
thrown peacefully into my chest
Crushing what is left of my heart
And all my eyes can do
Is stare at the cracking vase
Filled with broken promises

Screaming, but sound is lost
pounding on oblique walls
Surrendering as the world falls
And I begin to realize
That I am alone.