My heart- it was shattered- thousands of pieces
Sitting here, the numbness of my feelings increases
I never even thought this was possible- God, such pain
You want it all to be ok- but the storm brings heavy rains
You saw my face- that last day- then you wiped away tears
Meanwhile I sit alone- you're presence never once disappeared
Just me and my pen- scratching away ballads of broken souls
Trying desperately to understand the newly ripped hole
Where a heart use to beat, to the sounds of a sweet melody
Wading in the shallows, glimpsing out to a barren sea
My mother always said, love was a deadly thing- she was right
And you no longer care, you won't even let me fight
Gone off- forgot what it really was- got yourself distracted
While I sit here with a broken spirit- all shattered
Let you go, thats the song, trying to desperately tell me
But a broken heart like this- shall never ever heal
It pumps wherever you took it when you stole it out my chest
Quite often I think I hear it at night- no sleep- no rest
And when it really digs in- I feel the whisperings of a weep
I could cry rivers into oceans- So I breath- bury it deep
Monday, July 30, 2007
A Deadly Thing
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