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Sinking like a rock into the deep

Once, tranquil and vibrantly free

Now drowning without air to seep

Erupting like thunderbolts inside of me



A broken glass; shattered on the floor

It’s haunted me all of my life

Deceitful, ugly, shamed once more

With Crimson on the blade of this knife



Broken. Truthful doubts again

Cut…deeper into this pain

No love, no hate, no in between

You mock my silent screams



Question me, but I have no clue

You have hurt and deceived me too

You want to help, so you claim

But my lungs will never scream your name



Put me away, lock the door

Throw away the key

Deceive me not, just like before

Your eyes transparently look through me



I’m numb to the crude love you claim

Scream at me, it’s my fault, I’m to blame

And in the end, you win again; you’ve caught my soul

It’s I, your puppet dangling from these chains



...And you, my puppeteer, have won control -