What
once was beautiful is now destroyed
What
once was love is now a consummation of hate
Pieces
of life scattered amongst the ashes
On
display for all
Whether
here or the after world
What
once was a smile is now a black lung
Gasping
for air with a slow pulse
Pictures
of happiness now just ample angst
Retorted
conversations full of vulgarity
Mirrors
broken in my name
Giving
me unfortunate luck for the rest of my life
A
slow death
I
have tears
