Broken arms and bloody knuckles by Puppetmaster
I lost my mind
I know this now because when I woke up last night
My head felt like a coal mine
Dark, cold, filthy, and overall empty
tonight I realized why you stopped talking to me
today I realized how weak I am
In my own fit of self hatred I started to harm myself again
I punched my broken mirror
I ground the sharp shards into my fingers and palm
Then I lost the feeling of pain again
I want this to end, all my mistakes hurt everyone else that I hold dear
With a Broken arm and bloodly knuckles I swear to never look for another
Though I may have lost you already
I'm prepared to fall into oblivion just to hear you call or at least PM
I'm already lost in you and my soul is slipping into the frozen waste land that is my body
I'm starting to wonder if I'm worthy of your forgiveness
Give me a sign that you're even reading this
To be without you, is worse than going to hell or even into the deepest circle of tartarus
To have lost my light for a third time is confirming enough that I'm accident prone
I'm destined to wish your return, I'm destined to lay in a empty vessel, as I'm writing
The blood and tears are still falling.
It might as well be Death calling
with Broken arms and bloody knuckles
With a heart ripped into atoms and a soul stolen
I await for you
To awaken my body again
Or to watch as I slip further into my madness
My dearest, purest, most wonder Hannah,
I bid you farewell