Look at me, i'm the broken man.
All the trinkets of the world, but none to share with.
Feel for me, i'm the broken man.
I am the guilty one, with only anger for myself
Notice the weakness, in this broken man.
I am the product of my own emotions.
Once, I had everything, but now I am the broken man.
No pity will I take, for on the outside I am hard as rock.
Only alone, am I the broken man.
When the grasses flood with tears..
And sight runs black in front of me..
And breath becomes hard to keep..
When it all chokes me..
I am the broken man.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Tenebrae, in the year 404 AD.