it's happening again

Tell me who it was for.

The scratching on the door?

Left bloody marks on the floor.

As I lived in discreet.

Hiding behind the scenes.

Without sincerity.

Talking behind me.

I can't do this anymore.

Life without clarity.

Figuring out my own destiny.

Without any help from anyone.

Me alone with my cards.

A priestess a fool and a heart.

Bleeding through three distinct wounds.

With swords tearing it apart.

Tell me about the start.

To be the cause, the reason.

To live with your treason.

When I thought that you loved me.

You're a part of my family.

My mother's wedding photos.

Your bullets left me hollow.

In a quiet scenery.

I cried under a tree.

Digging up for clues.

In an old city ruin.

Of my shattered galaxy.

Destroyed as I be.

Skinned of all security.

Disfigured from all sanity.

With three petals in a bowl.

Representing my youth.

As they rot it's the truth.

Of an ugly record screening.

An awful nose breathing.

Of every breath that I am taking.

I am lost as I am awakening.

From everything you did to me.

The scars were left unseen.

My eyes don't belong to me.

In the dim mirror reflection.

I cry as I read.

The cure was made for me.

Having one dream.

For you to die and for I to be.

Finally free.

With everything in my body.

Once again belonging to me.

Oh, the tragedy.