When you said you love me I hoped it was a lie
Your image haunts me more than my nightmares each night
These wounds and bruises maps my pain and misery
Where were all the sweet words of a life you promised me?!
Kept drowning in tears not because it overflows
But for it's stifling and every moment it grows
These shards of our broken picture frame I tightly grasp
Is a knife to untether, to end things at last ...