Shattered Pieces

by TJ   Feb 6, 2006


There's a story in these shattered pieces
Its not a movie or book
Its my life
These blood soaked pieces are my life

Never returning...
This pain is...
Consuming...
Eating away...

Its all my fault
I could have said be weary
I never thought you'd leave me...
Abandoned, isolated and alone

Never thought you'd be gone
Please come back...that's all I want
Not to be a single soul
Lost, astray, misplaced

I stand here, staring, feeling dizzy
Far up, towering above
Unbearable pain, I jump
Plummeting to the ground

Im laying here in my shattered pieces
No more guilt
No more sorrow
Nothing left of me

My last image, crimson pieces soaked in blood
My ending taste, of mortality
My ending thought, of you
My ending feelings....of freedom

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