The electric pulses meant to keep me alive are slowly killing me.
Electrocuting every fiber of my being until there is nothing,
Nothing left of me.
My heart lies broken on a shelf, abandoned and left cold.
It was taken out and destroyed before the pulses took over to the point of no return.
Now I lay here lifeless as my body beats to a man set rhythm.
A replicated beat of a song that used to flow through my veins freely.
A song that gave me life and happiness.
It is now replaced by a song that is sung like a chant.
A chant of lies that run rampant and jagged like knives through my veins.
The electric pulses that used to keep me alive with love are now slowly killing me.
Electrocuting every fiber of my being until there will be nothing left of me
Nothing left for me.
Blaine why did you have to leave?
Why were you taken from me?
Stolen with no reason…