Broken Life

My eyes sting from tears
They’re so hard to hold back
Because they conceal the pain I hide
And all the happiness I lack

My smile’s becoming chipped
It’s more broken than before
And I guess to try and sew it up
I’ll have to lie some more

My reflection’s too gruesome to look at
For it shows the truth within that glass
With all my cracks and smudges
My gaze into it would never last

My stomach is growling and rumbling
I must be having a human earthquake
Probably from not eating in days
But as far as that goes, I won’t break

My throat is burning up inside
Like someone sent it up in flames
I’ve been screaming and yelling for help
But no noise comes out, and I’m to blame

My thoughts form an mist
One that I can’t see through
They swirl fast, round and round
No clear thought but a crimson hue

My arms are stained with blood
On the ground is a dirtied knife
The blood trickles, and I think
This is the end of my broken life

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