Heart of dust

by max valinto   Mar 27, 2006


All I wanted to do was share and spread the happiness I had
All I ever wanted to do was make people glad of what they had

Now I sit here in the darkness of my room
Looking back thinking what happened
man I'm doomed
I thought I knew what pain was
Little I knew, I never had a clue

I'd rather he'd killed me
I'd rather stab my own heart out and rip it apart
I know it wouldn't hurt as much as it does now

And has long as I live
I'll never be freed by a pain like this

My broken heart turned to dust

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