Broken Fragments

Hopeless from the start, I shouldve known it all along. Darkness in ones heart, and other places it doesnt belong. Broken fragments of life, are now dripping from my eyes. A painful sight, but the only one you will ever find. Dont you see the light fading, fading without sound? Broken fragments of serenity, are now resting on the ground. Can you tell me the difference, from being dead and alone? Find one I insist, while you carve my name in stone. 6 metallic strings, 2 brothers to call his, the only fragments left, when nothing left to give. But even these have broken away, for darkness takes no survivors. In its sinister arms I will wait, recieving the pain of which Im entitled.