A bruised and bloody heart
It's all I see right now
Bits and pieces missing
How I wish I had them all
I think about the piece you have
And wonder why I gave it
Can I say 'I want it back'?
Because, I think you hate it
What have yo done with my dear heart?
have you squirreled it away?
Added to your ever growing collection
Damned to be just another one
Dear heart, I'm sorry what I've done to you
Tearing you apart
I wish I could fix it, make it up to you,
But I don't know where to start
I can see that bit of heart I gave you
Thrown aside in the corner of your mind
You carry on, so unaware
of its sadness over being there
Hidden under a pile
Of all your rash and wanton thoughts
Smothered by things you wont let go
Stashed away in your dark and brooding heart
I think about the piece you have
And wonder why I gave it
Can I say 'I want it back'?
Because, I think you hate it
What use is it to you now,
Since you've gone and left me here?
Now I sit, alone and bitter
And you're off drinking beer
I hope you treat my dear heart well
You may not want it, but it's there
I tell you this so you can't say
That you were unaware
Because that bit is part of me
And I'm still very fragile
So please don't cause it much more pain
Because I know that I can't battle
A bruised and bloodied heart,
That's the image in my head
But soon that heart will heal
And I will move ahead.
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Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Dear Heart ~
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