dirty hands, bloody hands
soaked in the blood of a broken heart
broken into oblivion
cracked then torn apart
torn away from the one that I love
lost in the shadows of desire
so desperate to feel again
to love again
in this life of despair
I spend my nights
searching the stars
searching the sky
hoping to end the hopelessness
hoping for happiness
looking for my lost love
who left me laying here
waiting…
waiting with an empty heart
and dirty, bloody hands
The Emotional Delusions of a Mad Man
