Broken


Torn into nothing
Who, what when, or how
It's not just by one
But by three
Three angels,
Three demons,
Three things,
Three people
But nonetheless three
Why because I can't
I can't make them happy
So they torture me
They dangle my happiness
The happiness I deserve
In front of me
And All I can do is watch
Watch as my heart gets torn
Torn from my chest
Well guess what I'm done
Done with this life
Being nice taking your and theirs
Lies and hatred over and over again
Watching myself get used
Now I see why they say we are
Broken

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