Shattered

I have fallen and my life has shattered

Into a million pieces on the floor.

I picked the pieces up, as if it mattered

I can't remember what this life is for.

Am I to remain apart forever?

Things aren't at all the way they were before.

I tried to put the pieces back together,

But I don't know how they fit anymore.

Salt

Salty tears run down my face -

And fall down into my bleeding heart.

And the salt, it shatters

All that's left of hope.

Salty tears run down my breast -

Until they reach my broken soul.

And the salt, it shatters

all that's left of hope.

Will these salty tears bring you back, my love?-

Or, only deepen your wounds

As they deepen mine and shatter

All that's left of hope.

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Volition

Which torment shall I choose?

I console my self each day

By telling my self, either way,

What have I really then to lose?

But which torment shall I choose?

In which hell shall I live?

Shall I keep it in and slowly die,

Or coldly watch my loved ones cry?

I’ve no guarantee they will forgive…

Then, in which Hell shall I live?

Which happy memories shall I keep?

The ones when I was dumb and blind

And acted foolish and unkind?

Or the ones from when I was asleep?

Which happy memories shall I keep?

In what untimely manner shall I die?

Surely, some might weep and mourn,

But no more must I feel their scorn…

Sometimes there simply is no why.

In what untimely manner shall I die?