Rusted Shut

So you're tired and you're worn,
Yes I'm tired and I'm worn,
And I'm dead in your eyes
this empty feeling has drugged me.
Peeled the smile off my face.
I've felt it many times.
You've done it before.
I wonder what I'm living for.
these Eyes full of water
Kill the view
Sore drops of blood fall
to the flood
Another Lewdly fairy tale.
Now the lines are blurred,
My heart has been attached
To a rusted velvet rope.
That hangs from your pocket;
And as usual I cried.....