Key

My hearts suffocating.
This isn’t the end.
It’s destroying my soul.
This isn’t the end .
Was this always your goal?
This isn’t the end.

My heart a million pieces, tiny, shattered, sharp deathly edges,
Blood pours out from the screams of my shadow,
At last I think I’m starting to get shallow,
Where my heart was is now hollow,
Will you have a better scenario ?
Give me a bitter pill to swallow,
A key to a door that leads to a matt on the floor with the letters in print

saying

welcome home.

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