This is a mesmerizing intoxication
Doctor, doctor
I fear I have an addiction
To shredding hearts
Delicate dancing daggers
Float around in my hands
Is this a disease?
Help me
Help me
Please!
Wearing designer jeans
Eating nymphetamines for breakfast
And an occasional heart
I know I have a bad
Attitude
Doctor, doctor
This is tragic
No no
I am not just being dramatic
I find frailty in contamination of innocence
The razor produces
Such gleaming scars
Ohhh
Shattered ecstasy
Inside a moan
Turned to a scream
Turn to me
When I say I love you
And you throw me out of the car
You can’t hit the pedals fast enough
Go back to your cocaine
Honey,
I could have been your drug
Your distortion is corroded

I thought I was in control
But I guess you shredded my heart instead

hmmmmmmmmmmm....do you really want help?

it's a poem...