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.
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?
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.