Monday, October 21, 2013

Snapped heart

Sometimes i feel like im the only on that feels, 
Like if my skin melted & all my bones, my heart would still be real.
But the glue i use is breaking.
The shards too small for faking. Sometimes i wonder why be me, because its all ill ever be. 
My hands are shaking,
body aching. 
And if i could be so bold, 
maybe you just prefer me cold. 
Guess its just a mess from here. 
Id ask, but fear what id hear. 
Because, maybe you complete me. 
You could be loving me so sweetly. 
But instead you hide. 
So i keep what i feel inside. 
And just keep rolling like my tears - 
just thought there was something special here.

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