Dream Of Broken Things

Here we are again,
The end of another day.
You fall asleep and dream,
Dream of broken things.
Broken bottles on the floor,
Broken hearts that hurt so much more.
Fallen teardrops everywhere,
The sound of suicide in the air.
You're blinded by the glint of a razor,
You've gone deaf from the the cries of anger.
Now close you're eyes tight
And dream, dream of broken things.
Escape your reality and fall into
A peaceful nightmare.
Ffall until you've stopped breathing,
Until you've run out of air.
Fall so far down,
That you no longer make a sound.
Take nothing with you but the razor,
And lash out in pure hatred.
Accumulate scars,
Each one has a story.
For each cut you feel less sorry.
Nobody cares, so why should you?
So go ahead, take your life
And see if anyone notices.
They won't.
Now hush baby hush,
You're almost gone,
It's just a bad dream you won't wake up from.
Hush baby hush,
No need to cry,
All you've done is taken your life.
You're worthless, remember?
You don't mean anything.
All you are is a broken dream.