I brought you something close to me.

I am a bastard.
In my desperate search for love I seem to have lost my heart.
Shattered into pieces, it has been taken bit by bit by those who care to have it.
And I seem to have lost it in all this commotion.
I feel like a terrible terrible person.
Too many lost feelings and no regret.
If I could do it all over again I would do it just to feel something.
I just want to feel something.
I just want to be alive.
I am a drugged out piece of shit.
I have lost all that is inside of me.
I have lost myself in this medicine.
Where have I gone?
I just want to love somebody who loves me back.
If only we lived in a perfect world.
A world where everyone could find love.
I daydream everyday of what life could be like.
Or what could happen.
This is my escape from reality.
I just wish I could be normal like everybody else.
No more visions.
No more nonsense.
I feel like I have seen through the eyes of many others.
I feel like I have lived many lives.
And they are all broken.
I am broken.
I am a bastard.