A healed heart is now torn once more.
And I lay here on the cold ground.
Forever feeling the weight of the world crashing down on me.
And banished to this hell I now reside within.
Pushed down upon the ground by all I feel and fear.
The bloody tears slip through my eyes and crash around me.
My heart is now broken and crumbling before my feet.
And I no longer wish to breathe.
Who will put the broken pieces of all my hopes and dreams together again?
And who are the ones I know that I can trust?
I no longer know what I should do.
I had given all I had and it was not enough.
My heart and life and soul was all I had to give.
And now I'm forced to feel this cold, that pierces through my skin.
No heartbeats can be felt from this cut up broken canvas of my chest.
