This lost life

I'm so minute to this hustle, this day to day struggle.    Broken and silent, hope has since faded. 

She burrows through my skull.  Screams echo beyond repair... 

All alone in her feeble hands of despair. 

Consumed with passion, my weakness vastly spreads. She stains my veins,  and stakes her claim.  Disguised as a friend, she does not falter.... Squeezes my soul and emotions scatter.... 

Tears of myself hit the floor, pieces of loves essence float further more. 

She smiles and sighs, whispers your mind forever... Truth be told I hit it even harder. 

Rush to my chest, exhale of relief, splattered blood, stains wet cheeks

GOD HELP ME... 

she ate my spirit... 

Broken and lost is the familiar lyric...