Broken

I lay down in bed
There is confusion in my head
My thoughts spinning around
My tension keeping me bound
I am breaking into pieces

Dreams fly in and out
Tearing me up without a doubt
Each telling a different moral
Its making me quarrel
I am breaking into pieces

To me Love is a game
Where my only option is pain
Whether to me or the other side
Because all romances eventually collide
I am breaking into pieces

I know my affection is fake
Only used to relieve a certain ache
But the feelings you get
Make you forget
I am breaking into pieces

I do not wish to use
For it only causes me to lose
A part of me
That I never wanted to let free
I am breaking into pieces

I cannot help it
My ambition doesn’t allow me to commit
It’s natural
Like some sort of ritual
I am breaking into pieces

I am a breaker of hearts
I tear them to parts
It’s because I’m dishonest
To myself, I am not modest
I am breaking into pieces

I have broken…
…I’m Sorry

by brian