Massacred Heart

A hastily wrote poem during Tech today.

Massacred Heart,
Torn apart
Limb from limb
I dwell upon a wimb
You hurt, tore and hated
The day of my death
I had anticipated
Though inside i'm dead, done
Its your time to die,
And it's only begun

A battle torn field,
A fucked mental shield
Stabbed by my own blade
Over and over, I've been betrayed

You ruined me
Destroyed and murdered
Should've just buried me
You're a whore
Nothing more
Now in payment of blood I've spilt
The life I have now on a tilt
I demand you fall down, break into tears. Cry
I now command you to break apart and die

You left me alone, no hope, no purpose no life
You left me choice, every reason to resort to a knife
I've carved your name into it's hilt
Of which the blade made blood become spilt..