so hard..

i run out of tear
n im in fear
of what might b coming instead
i cant stand the pain
it drives me insane
...so i cries with my hands in my head

my hand touches my eyes
n everythings dies
but the bright red on my finger
i cry tears of blood
so much it might flood
my deep hatred still lingers

when tears of blood fall
its time to end it all
no more pain or torture inside
cause its all to much
u dont want to clutch
how much u just want to hide

a heart is a fragile things
a piece of glass
break it once
the shards cut deep
break it twice
the scars r many
break it thrice
the heart is hardened

but i...
i have been broken
for a thousand times
i have died
a thousand deaths
the shards r many
i do not heal,
they torment me
night n day...

they r all around me..

the pieces of my heart
my broken glass
i cant count them

everything i touch
i feel them
everything i feel is pain...
once i felt them
cut me deeply
when the glass freshly broken
cut me deep n killed me deeper
tore my flesh n rent my soul

trod n trod upon again
my glass heart shattered
its pieces trownaglittering upon the ground

n now i kneel upon
the bloodsoaked ground
the shards surround me
i cant see them
they r too small
but glass...
no matter how small
still draws blood

a millions tiny slivers
for each a tiny wounds
for each a silver tear
for each a drop of blood

i bleed forever...