Slain and Broken

Worthless nothing, relentless suffering
Subject of pain with a taste of frustration
I fall to the earth, bloodied and bruised
Unknown of what's to become of this existence

Slain and broken with a hateful stare
Below my brow what rightfully belongs to me

The hand that reaches out
That knows my sadness
Can only mean
The end of my bliss

What I asked for, what I wanted
A painful void THAT STILL HAUNTS ME
As i struggle in contempt for my will
FOR MY WILL

Please tell me what it is that i mean
What rightfully belongs to me

The hand that reaches out
That knows my sadness
Can only mean
The end of my bliss