Can I really hear the sound,
Of my heart breaking?
Is it bad I hit the ground,
Hoping my pain will be found,
No more this false smile making?
Can I really taste the longing,
In the salt of my skin?
All my wounds are badly throbbing,
There seems to be no sign of stopping,
To this terrible taste of tin
Can I really feel the pain,
Of a knife inviting blood?
So numb, there is no gain,
No happiness can I obtain,
Until I, at least, try to refrain
My actions ignored, the tears flood
But I can truly cry no more
For I am out of tears
I\'ve hit the floor
Bleeding from every pore
Amusement to my fears