A blackened soul in the corner of life
A heart cut open by the devil's knife
Humour no longer in existence
Demon's laugh and insult me with persistence
A single light left in my eyes
That shines through the cloud of flies
A glimmer of hope where hope has no place
A hope I am too tired to chase
Forced to put on a show
Forced to not let myself grow
Forced to work for your greed
Forced to let you enjoy me like your afternoon meed
Don't know what purpose I have
My lives worth has been cut in halve
What am I?
Who am I?