Shredded from the inside out,


fucking pieces of a man

Mere wreckage of my past mistakes,

Processed, filed and scanned



Cheated, broken and lied to,

all my emotions left for dead

Shattered chards for feelings now,

only hanging by a thread



So terrified to trust again,

through this world I walk alone

Each turn does bring unhappiness,

from the vast wicked unknown



Just a little hyperactive,

maybe that’s why I don’t sleep

Blanketed with insecurity,

at least eight layers deep



To wear your heart upon your sleeve,

showing all the scars

Imprisoned by my solitude,

you just can’t see the bars



Facts are I am damaged goods,

let there be not one mistake

Silence is my real torment,

my mind and body shake



I am starving to find a person,

who will take me as I am

Overwrought with bullshit,

so tired of all their scams



Until that day I’ll be a mess,

frantic in my chains

On the fringe of lunacy,

with nothing normal in my veins
I would want to live longer...