A Paper Thin Heart With A Shallow Lover

Theres no point.
Darkness and rage engulf me,

as I lay weeping and motionless
on my floor,

praying that if i fall asleep,

i wont wake up.

I realize now that i am noone.

looking her in the eyes one last time

would make me break down and die.

I gave her my heart,

and she dropped it in the dirt.

she threw it in the sand.

Now my tainted heart will never be complete,

because it will never be clean again.

if i die before i awake,

at the funeral,

would my hand you take?

and sob to yourself that this is all your fault?

i hope you have nightmares about what you do to me.

ill drop dead if it makes you happy.