You didn't see the night I lost my heart
The night I watch the blood pour from my hands
It looked black as I sat in the garage contemplating life
No one there
No one cared
I walked through the fire alone
Maybe that's where it fell, burned to dust
Maybe I lost it when I felt the hopelessness seep in
When you swore I was a waste of air
Maybe my heart left filling the void with worthlessness
Maybe it never was lost, maybe it's just broken
Tender
Hurts to the touch
An open wound, dying, rotting
Waiting to be ripped out again
You didn't see the night I lost my heart
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