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.