Piece by piece,
I put my heart back together,
It was broken,
Beaten..
I start to think,
Of my wrong doings,
But i need to think,
About myself for once.
The shining light,
That was put upon me,
Has went out,
So i live in darkness.
Love was there,
Blooming and flourishing,
Now its dead,
Like the skin on my fingers..