This Dying Heart

Welcome one again.
My feelings to splatter upon the wall.
Running red with lost emotions.
Who will remove your dismembered rag doll?
Who will carry my soul away?
It’s broken memories will live forever.
Most of it’s memories can be shut away with
Very little endeavor.
If you love something set it free.
Nothing i have set free has ever come back to me.
This dying heart of mine burns.
My heart and my soul.
All things that pertain to me.
My fucking heart and my soul.
A greedy, self centered bastard - that is me.
I hate all i have become.
All of this shit.
All that has come from this.
All that i am inside is shit.
Welcome to my lifelong fight.
Swinging at shadows on the ceiling.
My world has lost all light.
Days become nights become days become more.
Years have gone by and i still fight this war.
Nothing i’ve set free has ever come back to me.
Nights become days become nights once again.
Years have gone by and i still live in sin.
Who will be left to carry my soul away?