My thoughts are disturbed, feelings revoked
I'm hurting so bad as if my heart has been poked.
Blood streaks my vision
I can no longer see
What is lost, used to belong to me.
The kiss of a martyr, still planted on my cheek
High off theses tears, I can no longer speak.
I stumble across the floor, plunging into darkness.
Everything turns black.
Silence reaches my ears
Revealing to me, the pain of these not so forgotten years.