Heart of the Wounded

by ReapersPuppy   May 14, 2008


Who am I? I want to shout
I am scarred inside and out
My cuts are what my life's about
None the less of what I doubt

I am soldier ready to fight
Working hard all day and night
I must train myself in mind
I have to walk a step behind

Caught in a war I cannot win
Living each day full of sin
Corrupting myself more then I thought
Telling such lies trying not to get caught

My mind so weak my heart so strong
Please don't tell me that I'm wrong
This is urgent! do not cry
Don't be afraid to watch me die

I am the wounded cut out my heart
Give it to a work of art
Another human being that to
Needs a heart just like you

For I am wounded soon to die
Take my heart & let me fly
Where I'll live to be free
The heart of the wounded
No longer in me...

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  • 15 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Great work here keep it up x

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