My room reflects my heart,
ugly, deep, and dark.
black paint is smeared all down the retched walls,
blood drips from the celling as i slowly watch it fall.
The carpet filled with stains and spots,
the bed sheets ripped and torn across the cot.
Dresser is broken,
no works are spoken.
i sit alone in my room,
that screams darkness and doom.
as the heart inside me,
is the same way,
torn, battered, ripped, and broken.
from the loves that where lost,
and the pain that is never gone.
