I'm cold , alone and broken.
It hurts so bad.
It's like I was stabbed in the gut.
It's hard to breath, my lungs feel squeezed.
Icy fingers wrapped around my heart, those fingers contain thousands of tiny pain full needles.
I can't think can't speak can't move.
My will to live gone.
But I haft to I haft to prove this isn't killing me from the inside.
But it is, what do I do.
This is what I am now, a shell, a shell of the person I was .
So this, this is how it feels to, to have your...
HEART BROKEN...
