Pain

Perpetual pain of the heart
small cuts making it fall apart

bandaged with lies of tomorrow
while all there is, is hurt and sorrow

As I pick up the pieces of yesterday
dropped down as they are dismay

bent, broken and losing the game
blood-letting for the insanity to stay sane

all the worries of the past should be gone
as the end of the world has just begun

Living is just another way to due
and all I wonder is why

We live in pain and swallow it like pills
a romantic film with photoshopped stills

Don't condemn me for choosing my own way out
better to know the end then to live in doubt

and if all my life will be branded with pain
I rather not live than to live a life in vain