We're All Mad HereAm I mad?Or is this the new type of normal?Everywhere I look I see people with problems:Depression, Bipolar, Borderline, Anxiety...Is there a person left who isn't mental?Or is this what the world is now?Has the whole world gone psychotic?I see my friends and they all have problems.They're all just like me:Broken, tarnished, hurting, wanting life to be different...Is there anyone who doesn't wish things could change?Is anyone truly happy with their life?Is there anyone who wouldn't trade their lot in a heartbeat?Is there anyone who's still whole inside?Or has the world succumbed to darkness?We're all mad here.
A Broken SoulA Broken SoulOne more broken soulLaying shattered on the floorInside cut by cruel words.Outside cut by the sweet blade.A dream of a save worldIn which can save me.Reality hits me now and thenBecause you can’t.You would have to searchFor every piece of my broken soul.I can’t make you do thatAll those shards could cut youBut we can’t both bleed.What shall I do?Wait until you can save me?Save me and my soul?I had that I can only deny this love to youBecause this love destroyed meYou broke me, you are the only one who can fix me.
If I were your GodIf I were your God, I would make it rainVodka, so you’d be so drunk off lifeThat you’ll begin to realize that the onlyWay to be saved is to save yourself.I would switch Bible and Qurans,Qurans and Torahs, So when youOpen them up in your hotel rooms,You’ll realize words in a different languageCan be just as beautiful. I wouldGive you broken wings. You’ll neverBe able to fly with them, but you’d start to seeThat your purpose isn’t to fly in the sky,You’re place is here, it’s now.
HeartbrokenThe tears well up,They start to cry,The strength inside you,Has become a lie.Bleeding hearts,Fulfilled with pain,For this loss,It has no gain.Confusion tearing,Limb by limb,Bloody tears drown you,You struggle to swim.Try and try to win it back,But fail and fail again,The stabbing in your heart,Is spreading to your brain.The blood flowing rivers,Bursting all their sides,The heart pumping fast,Vessels bursting in your eyes.The anger and depression,The confusion and mistrust,Build up lethally inside you,Like a virused skin of puss.The heartache ever lasting,Your stomach knots and twists,The only way to escape this heartache,Is a pair of bloody wrists.
What Else Is There To Say?What would you sayIf I told you "I love you"?As the words dangle aroundAnd dance between usI am looking at youNoticing your eyes gazing at meAll I want, is to know what's going onIn that mind of yoursI'm tired of being aloneAren't you too?This world we live in, is falling apartAnd I just want to be with youWhen it crumblesI see you reading thisWhat's the waitAn answer is all I desireIt's all I have ever wantedButThis is all an "if"How would I even gain the strengthTo converse with someone like youI don't want to be lonesomeBut the iron maiden of cowardliness could be my demiseClose in on this soul and pierce it with guilt and regretIt's a double edged swordTo say I love youConquering the demons holding me back from showing you my adorationThen watch as judgement day arrives from your mouthI wonder if I could ever say these three simple words to your faceOr die
HeartbrokenReplace my heartMake it newBattered and tornBroken in twoTake away my heartAll I feel is coldMy mind is cloudedTears endlessly flowedHow do you heal the scars?Words, like knives, cut throughThe bleeding never stopsWhat more can I do?I can't take the painThe situation is badThis burden I undergoIt's nothing I ever hadI can no longer breatheI no longer speakI no longer comprehendMy heart stopped its beatGive my heart new lifeA second chance for meWill I see new light?Or would this my end be?