just a true poem |
your the only light down this tunnel, the only light i wish to see, but you killed me oh why thy killed me? my heart used to sing, an unbeatable melody, now she only sings, a heart brake sonnet, that is as endless as space, as cold as the dance of the dead, as dark as the midnight sky, as murky as the sea... My heart only bleeds, now that you left me, here on the ground shattered and broken beten and battered shreded and torn. I am so worn. My cheeks stained, old eyeliner. My shirt blood soaked, from my bleeding heart. I was supposed to be the one, who saved you from endless pain it was you, who showed me the name of. "Irony." In the end this heart brake lullaby, will forever stay in my little mind echoing through out the dead of night, as if I'm staying in a ghostly graveyard, stuck in the depth of night, awaiting the daylight to stream through the stained glass windows my heart throbbing, not yet beating stitching my own heart shut, feels a lot like, getting a bullet through the head. Knowing what i am doing must be done i force myself back up for one last run. My heart beating, but not like it should still shredded into little pieces harder then steel. I shall never brake, For my heart sings For all eternity... her own little heart brake melody |