Broken by all your lies,
So torn up inside,
Not sure if my words are being heard,
No where to turn,
Trapped behind these walls of solitude,
The knife taunts me,
As I wish my life would end,
Not hope to carry on,
The blood flows from my wrist,
Only to form a figure of you,
You shattered all my dreams,
One day we will meet again,
Hell is where I'm being carried,
My life has ended,
Only for your own pitiful remorse.
