In peices

Face so plain and round,
her hands as cold as snow.
her chest bleeds with fear,
eyes full of broken pain.

Feet blistered through and through,
from racing to find her other peice.
A body with black clouds scaring her,
Riping inside and outside her body.

Her lips are a deadly white,
ears going blind,
as eyes are turning deff,
no expression lays on her face.

Broken hearted scars my face,
im still where you last left me,
im looking at my self in discrace,
how could i have become as low as this.