how rotten is your heart
if you even have one
so vile, and ever so evil
I curse you devil woman
for the hell you have left me in
my life is shit
you killed all I held dear
and I can actually feel it
as if my flesh and blood
is slowly decaying from the inside
dissolving away
any last bit of humanity
that you might have left in me
sure, I may look alive
but I guarantee you
that the day you broke my heart
is the day that I died
walking talking zombie of me
lost in the hate fate lobotomy of me
wishing I could leave this rag tagged body of me
and kill all things beautiful
so I will never again be reminded
of the girl you used to be
The Emotional Delusions of a Mad Man
