Silent Broken Heart

The silent broken heart,
Beats without a sound.
Hiding under cover,
Not wanting to be found.

Its this silent broken heart,
That paints your subtle mask.
It kills you from the inside,
That undesired task.

It breaks the former structure,
On which you based your life.
It tells you to put down the light,
To embrace the serrated knife.

It creates a brand new you,
The second you turn your back.
Its the little broken heart,
That prepares you for attack.

So my little broken heart,
Seal in my face.
Ill let no one reveal,
Your secret hiding place ...