Rage, the primal feeling

Rage, the primal feeling

That lies inside me now.

The rage is brought on by you.

After you left, my heart broke.

It broke into thousands,

Thousands of tiny splinters.

Day after day, night after night

I tried to fix my wounded heart.

Trying to put it back together.

To be happy again

I couldn’t, not at all.

I tried and tried to fix it.

To fix my heart.

I couldn’t think straight.

No sleep, insanity over came.

It over came my system.

Picking up my blade

I cut.

I cut and cut and cut.

Hurting, trying to rid you from my mind

I cut deeper and deeper.

As they heal, my pain grows.

Scars of your name tattoo my arms.

Deep, thick, shiny, new skin.

Skin that bears your name.

My only memory of you is

Only the pain, the scars.

Why did you leave?

Did you plan this?

Did you plan my pain?

The scars, the rage, the blood and pain?

I don’t think so.

No you never meant to hurt me.

No body plans to send each other there?

To send them to a private Hell.

A deep black abyss

Is now my heart

No feelings, no emotions

Only numb cold hurt

That hurts never goes,

Never will, never ever.

It’ll sit in your heart

Never to leave

Does that make you happy?

To inflict such pain?

My tears have fallen.

My cuts have healed

You no longer live in me.

You’re a faint, faint memory now

Good bye, my love