Do you think hearts are ever born broken
this madness has forced me to play this game
wounds, still bleeding left open
this just can’t be the way
I stare thru tears...... waiting for it to change
maybe this time I will push thru
screams up into the black and star lit sky
I am so tired of feeling empty...where are you
he hears my heart, he’s here somewhere
I am leaving behind all that keeps trying to destroy me
this place I will leave... has nothing but pain to give
changing my perspectives in all I see
no one should have to suffer just to live
reaching out into nothing...
....to no one
let me know you are there
that you hear my voice
crying every night
no one hears
no one knows
no ones sees
no one feels
what it is
to be me
will you still be here
if I run away
if this world becomes too big
and I lose the strength to stay
will you look for me
search forever
until you find me
or
will you give up on me
and forget me too easily
© 2006 warmaprylrain
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