Paper Heart

This paper heart of mine
is starting to turn red
as the blood begins to spread.
And then you walk by me
and rip it to shreds.
Life comin out of it
as death gets into it
The black ink starts
to swallow you as it starts to become dark.
You are starting to hurt
and the tears fall just
like cold rain drops
right onto your paper heart.
You look around at the things
that are destroying your
small, weak paper heartt.
As you realize that its torn apart,
you try to fix your paper heart.
The band-aids, the tape
and the inescapable fate.
Your paper hearts cutin half
and its too late..