• . Shattered .

    You tore my life open,
    Shaking, I shattered,
    You cracked my soul open,
    My mind became tattered.

    Death was supposed to be a release,
    Supposed to set me free from all your pain,
    So how does it make sense now,
    With all more that I did gain?

    I didn't want death for you,
    Just revenge to seek my virtue,
    I thought I'd have some closure,
    I guess I lost that too.

    I should have spoken,
    I shouldn't have been silent,
    I thought it'd fade away,
    Not to something more violent.

    I can't turn back time,
    I can't accuse you now,
    Your body lies broken,
    It's ironic, somehow.