You left her... Empty, worthless and abandoned,
A heart of pure stone,
She lay there, face bruised, skull fractured,
You left her mindlessly, alone.

You shoved her, ***** her, killed her,
A heart of pure stone,
Her motionless heart doing nothing
But keeping its place,
Why didnt he just pick up the phone?

She ran, and ran, until she couldn't feel her legs anymore,
A heart of pure stone,
You sprinted and caught her, right from behind,
Why couldn't he just pick up the phone?

It rang and rang, went to voicemail,
You, you and your heart of pure stone,
You flung her to the ground and began to strip her,
Why, please tell me why he left her there alone?

Now that she's gone and she's far above but looking down,
She'll make sure that smile is wiped off your face, you clown,
And as soon as that deed is done, and she's had her fun,
I suggest you pack your things, you rat-bag, and ******* run.

I saw myself
in a fire
up close, raw, unedited
I did not personally enjoy seeing it
deadened eyes
they seemed so **** empty
hollow cheeks
pale in comparison to when I was a child
a frown so deep
it could probably cut ice
brows creased with a fury
at what I know not
the entirety of all I used to be
emptied
who is that I am looking at
echoing in the flickering flames

screams heard are terrifying
the screams resounding
*are my own