Rhyme or reason,

I liked chasing hearts

In the late night.

Been shot dead

One too many times.

Walking on heartless corpses

Emotionless in the face.

Loser

Carved into their forearms.

Love's a game

To one party or the other.

My life's a joke

To one person or another.

Veiled problems

Behind smiles and giggles.

Attempts to be kind

Flew over you and others.

Turn my back to the world

And muffle my ears.

Talk all you want

No need to keep quiet.

If I hear or not

Makes no difference.

After all,

I'm already walking

On all my corpses