Tied and Bound,
Chained to a lonely existence,
Void evermore,
Why do you scratch?
Your rusty persona
tears at my flesh.
Tact is ill begotten,
the hell with it.
A single mistake heated for life,
Such is a torturous soul,
Falling for enternity to be ripped and torn,
You splinter my mind,
The shrapnel flung into the gorge,
This life, is simply glass,
Shattered by the slightest crack,
A pin slaughters the whole,
Blood of tears, sweat of fear,
Faded sunlight of hope
and blood stained glass,
Tied and Bound