Behind closed doors and shaded windows, My broken soul lies in the darkness of sleep. My lips bleed from biting down so hard, Ragged breaths in heartbreaking rhythm With this shattered, bleeding heart of mine, These tears do not heal, for I�m forever broken Can you say the words that will ward this pain away? Pieces of glass lay on the floor next to a naked body Cuts are freshly frozen on pale skin, exposed veins Cry tears while eyes bleed crimson on the wooden floor Pale white walls, stained with fingerprinted blood Feeble cries from a broken soul, an attempt to rise But fallen once more. Bones are brittle, a heartbeat dying A pulse is fading into nonexistence, a soul into eternal loneliness My heart has been broken in a thousand different ways Your words, this razor that I seem to want to cut myself with They�re harsh and cold like a silver blade, rusted with my sins Did I fail, like you wanted me to? Is this how I was supposed to die? Bleeding freely from open wounds that you created with your knife Words entwined with my veins, pulling, screaming, crying I�m exposed to the showers of needles searching for some uncut skin Tears have not been shed for many days of endless torture Dry of tears, I can no longer cry. My voice has died, I can no longer scream If I asked you to kill me now, would you accept my surrender? Breathing in the sorrow, it hurts my lungs like I�m breathing in acid. Can you please write the words that will ward this pain from me? �Cause I never knew that heartache could be so agonizing.
