Existence

Broken, empty promises, a world so dull and dead
Leaving me to suffer as I hang upon this thread
Tears of glass begin to fall, a heartbeat made of stone
I was left to struggle for a worthless, lovely throne

Dreadful, lost emotions, slowly flowing through my veins
Aching thoughts and torture causing fatal bits of pain
Shadows swallow all I was and all I am to be
Slicing off my wings, and now demanding I be free

Poison sneaking through my breaths and deep into my soul
Pieces lost have been replaced to make a damaged whole
Anger rushing through my mind, for me, for them, for this
I have felt emotion for a thought that can't exist…