Wicked crack in my heart says
That I will die in a few days.

Crude world my tears it feels
Like there\'s nothing left between you and me.

A family they say is like an extension
Of your heart, your soul. I just feel tensions.

The darkest angel, that I am
No more feelings, I\'d like some ham.

This poem doesn\'t mean anything
To everyone else but me it\'s just a thing.