My heart, my my dying heart.
Once a center for happiness,
once flowing with good
Now only a shell of what it once was.
Torn was this heart from my chest.
In rage she destroyed what we built.
In anger she dragged my love to the darkest
depths of the abyss.
She is the cause of my pain,
of my rage.
She was everything
My world,
but she betrayed everything I was.
Now all that is left of this heart is an empty vessel.
One who's love has been bled dry.
My heart is nothing,
and now all I am is a beast,
an animal.
A forsaken soul cursed to walk this Earth.
