Broken Heart
Screaming out all of my hate, I messed up, it's to late.
I'm not the perfect son, but I'm the only one.
Tired of life, tired of pain.
It drives me so crazy, drives me insane.
Looking at me, it's my fault,
should have kept hidden inside my inner vault.
I SCREAM, I LIVE, I DIE!
I SCREAM, I LIVE, I CRY!
Why have i been forsaken in this life?
As I dig deeper with my knife.
This pain is real, sound the alarm.
I SCREAM, I DIE, I CUT!
I SCREAM, I DIE, KEEP THE DOOR SHUT!
This pain is so real, it will never heal.
I can't control my life any longer,
I thought it was exposed to make me stronger.
No more can i hold on,
This life is over when I am gone.
I SCREAM, I CUT, I BLEED!
I SCREAM, I CUT, THIS IS ALL I NEED!
DIE, DIE, I SCREAM IN MY HEAD, DIE, DIE, IS ALL I SAID!
DIE, DIE, DIE, WHY CAN'T I BE DEAD?
This is an old poem, so forgive me if it is terrible
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