Dislocated Heart - Cuts...

pain of my loss..
cuts upon my arm..
shattering screams,
hang by the door.
the rope of no hope,
the death drawing upon my walls.
music of death to my ears.
blood and stains upon my clothes.
i lost my only hope.
im turning towards dope.
i lean towards a black hole.
my life rest upon my bare hands.
this pain in my chest.
grabbing and ripping..
tearing and breaking..
the feel of just laying dead on the floor.
my scars, mistakes, stories of my life..
told upon one arm...
as i slice and cut myself again...

Dislocated Heart

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