And All That's Left

January 28, 2012
I torched the life
that I once knew
I gave it up
just for you
I cut my hair
just for them
I wept for days
just to fit in
I stopped eating
and shed the old skin
that I was comfortable in
to start over
and begin again
lyric-less songs
and days become long
a hate stirs inside
the void
that her soul left behind
now a narrator left
to pick up the rest
of a glass heart shattered
the body worn and tattered
the gears in her brain
are all rust
from the constant rain
now all that's left for her
is a deep hole in a lot
and a small pine box

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