A man discover the painful truth of a broken heart. |
I never beleived in a broken heart till she said it was time to go We had grown apart The vine of our love which once was so tightly entwined Had somehow manged to detangle itself and was now heading in different directions My charm which had once softened her to malleable clay in my hands Now grated against her nerves like a rusty hinge My jokes which had her in tears of laughter Now fell like lead balloons leaving me standing on stage With the merciless hecklers throwing their barbed jeers I don't love you anymore, that's when I heard it break It tightened in my chest, the muscles around it went into spasm It stopped beating and the blood was still in my veins The air left my lungs and panic started a riot in my brain I dropped in agony as it ruptured I screamed in pain as the muscle tore My disbelief was shed like I was being skinned alive Leaving me exposed to the horror of the broken heart The pain is not so intense now, but it is no less severe It is an aching hole that says "You can never replace what you have lost" It is a burden that has to be held A burden that threatens to unhinge your sanity Strip your reason and leave you at the whim of your mad despair What can fix the broken heart Is it the hope of healing new love that comes as an angel of light To wash away the pain in it's purity Or is it just a cancer that eats away, until death comes as joyous release. |