Chaosmagik68

Where do broken hearts go, To heal? Where do they lay in solitude, And once more become real? What price, what punishment, Must they undergo, Before they are allowed to return, To a world that has forsaken them, A world that has spurned? Where do broken hearts find, The courage to move on? Was that strength truly with them, Inside all along? Where do they hide the memories, That they simply cannot share, With anyone, anywhere? Where do they learn to love, Again? Broken hearts become lonely hearts, If the healing takes too long The fear and mistrust of betrayal, Makes them cold and wan Lonely means forever broken You fi

Blood is red, bruises are blue. My bones are broken, thanks to you. My heart is bleeding, my tears are black. And I can't believe, I want you back.