You left me hollow
but I'm still with you in the end.
You might have coated me in twisted colours
but the organ inside my chest refuses to bend.
And so I sit here a captive,
with ropes of emotion binding me.
And despite how far we've fallen;
By your side is where I'd like to be.
So please feel free to make fun of me,
continue to torture me all you like.
I'll keep on smiling like the fool I am
with my empty head resting upon a broken spike.