I-Am-Torn

Lament of my heart sang by my soul. Remarks of the hurt visible through thy hole. This pain in deadly fatal, my aim is to have it bandaged, the agony is getting worse damn you've hurt me and now i'm toxic. I hide my pain and wounds behind my wide smile. I avoid watery eyes by remindin myself about what we used to be I'm torn deep inside my rib cage. My organs are interrupted by the cuts your neglectance has caused to my heart. My patience and perseverance seem to lack due to the damage you done in my soul. I bleed the reaction i do when my blood circulation is disturbed by the blood clots caused by the pain you've caused me. My brain aches, my heart is wounded, my mind is swollen, my soul is over stitched I'm torn and nothing can be done to fix me up, I give away my boots, hand in my membership card, hang my jersey, leave the field and quit the game... T.O.R.N!!!