When you broke my heart into separate pieces
I stopped living anymore, fatalism foresaw this
Turning blue I have oxygen starvation, grieving
My mind cleaved, portions leak out, pains grow
A sound of a heart broken never beating again
Laid upon the stainless sink in the wash room
I saw it before me, still quivering in such pain
But I was still bleeding, it looked like doom
I'd cried my tears now until dry, a light stain
Slowly falling down my face, they'd burned
And in my brokenness, I burn in my failure
If I die, it will relieve your heavy burden
I've things to do and have plans to make
Please will you forgive me? I must leave
It is my turn to allow them to dissect me
