My Blackened Heart

Far inside,
A deep dark Thought
of needing love
for my blackened heart
someone to hold
someone to caress
someone to care
someone to impress
i wish he were here
that boy i dream of
that person who is perfect
so i could show my love
i roll over in my bed
not one thought of strife
but how happy i would be
if i had a different life
so i close my eyes
and turn on some tunes
and think of this boy
that could heal my wounds
but i come to
nothing has changed
all is as it was
yet it seems so strange
then far inside
a deep dark thought
of needing love
for my blackened heart.