Coming apart, spilled on the floor
emotions are torn and tears are no more
my heart starts to beat, my breath gets so short
life turns to black, fading, no more
coldness takes over, stiffness occurs
and my life, well thats scattered all over the floor!
BUT i pick up the pieces, one by one..and glue it together
fixing each one. but Im stuck, still stuck in this place i called home
so i move and i wander, till I’m scattered no more!