Flawed

ive been seared with a hot iron im so tired make no mistake dont believe ima stop trying feel like crying shattered tempo in life , a dog dying life divided ima dog flawed in the midst and my times winding and im finding my hearts deciding the conniving is much worse when two strings get intertwined in the same life and as i just standby struggling with the pain as she crys and i ask why but i know that inside if I really tried we could get by but im unsure so i just sigh and then i reply that i think its time to open eyes and look around for the next guy a distraught look from the pain and a strong glare of distain but im used to it , its like i was born for the rain i i dont know why i feel this way every other day is not a game we play im broke inside and your feeling pain but its not unstrange and its not ok , all the things i say , its all dark and grey but what i wanna say can not be explained so what im gonna say is that im not ok im so torn inside its either ride or die i should end it all and just close my eyes but the most precious thing on any given night is a gift of life and thats something that i could never think of twice its not the right advice its a sound of lies and an evil device, so what do i do now im just crappy guy watch one heart live while the other one dies im freakin outta time my freaking mind is fried time to serve up some coleslaw and a side of rice. i can see why my older self is always despised its so lovely to meet you as we try to co-inside so im locking my hearts doors and its cold outside i dont know why i opened it i knew i should've never tried welcome to stans life a place where dreams die hurry up and leave or get put on standby