Broken Things

She left with my fractured soul

And in its place an empty hole

Nothing left for which to amount

Only my tragic account

My fragile heart was left tattered

This world for me, was shattered

There are far to many pieces

That on a whim she just releases

The scraps I begin to collect

After my love she did reject

Oh why was I led astray

Let this be a dream, I pray

I did fight this nail and tooth

But it led me to this truth

For I alone am the king

Of every last broken thing