Shards of Me
I was once a proud man,
But now I see not the point
Numbing the anguish,
Escaping reality,
I roll another joint
The music doesn’t ease me,
Like it did once before
I opened my heart,
Exposed my soul,
But left feeling of a whore
I can hear you knocking,
But haven’t the strength to make the door
I close my mind,
My perception refined,
I am lost forevermore
Once I was a happy man
Young, careless, and free
My emotions lay tattered,
Love and hope shattered
Into shards of unrecognizable debris
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