Broken

The Burnt Out Star

There is a raging war inside your head

Conflicts over things left unsaid

Shoulda said that, shoulda said this

But you didn't, now you are pissed.

There is a loopy calm inside your head

Thoughts only along one thread

Influenced by the addicting drug

Brought on by no love.

There is a mass of confusion inside your head

Tangled up strings like sheets on a bed

Knotted into a ball of yarn

All it does is cause you harm

There is a voice inside your head

Telling you things, making you wish you were dead

Feeding nothing close to the truth, only lies

Making you want to end your life tonight.

There is peace inside your head

The emotions won, now you are dead

Dead inside, you will end your life

Your light is no longer bright.