What is it that causes a heart to die?
Is it pains from long past years,
Creaping up to haunt a troubled mind?
Memories of those before who have taken
slashes at the heart with a knife of deceit?
Leaving open wounds to bleed for a lifetime,
Unable to heal...agonized,tormented.
Bruised and battered trust...lost forever,
Drowning in a river is mistrust.
Is it pains from long past years,
Creaping up to haunt a troubled mind?
Memories of those before who have taken
slashes at the heart with a knife of deceit?
Leaving open wounds to bleed for a lifetime,
Unable to heal...agonized,tormented.
Bruised and battered trust...lost forever,
Drowning in a river is mistrust.
3 comments:
Deep thoughts for deep wounds. A day of depth for us all.
Love and Light
its colder than frozen hell here breez, i hate it more than anyone could possibly know
I dunno why, but I usually feel like replying in lyric to what you write. This is no exception, but I'll keep those thoughts for my own space. Sometimes I feel as though there is a little man in my body with a razor just taking chunks of my metaphysical heart, and sewing them back where convinient.
At any rate - the tired line of what doesn't kill you makes you stronger...Fragile things are more appriciated after broken - unfortunately the heart is no exception.
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