Little cuts of light
Scattered across my ceiling,
Sliced through the curtains
Where I lie
Broken, battered and bruised.
Seared little cuts across me
My heart, my soul
And now I just lie
Not to sleep but
To crawl through another day
As little cuts of light
Escape and leave me
Black and hollow.

P.S wrote this a while back when I was feeling empty and numb, I'm ok now:)