Damage

damnum

The war left me with a deep wound
how stupid of me to let her have me consumed
Can someone help me shoot the flare
Because I'm already trapped in despair.

I wish I can say I escaped unscathed
But she's left me broken and dazed
Now how am I supposed to fix the damage
When my heart is filled with rage?!

My blood stained every pages
And flooding all the empty spaces
That used to be where you were
But you burned me and all that's left is fear.

For now I'll patch it up with a band-aid
even though the disaster is only delayed
maybe when I can no longer stand the pain
I'll just let myself become insane.

Iera Stilinski