Oh,must a heart like that truly exist?
One that fails to grasp the depth of my despair?
Must they carelessly let those cruel words escape their mouth?
While i crumble,beyond repair?
Must they really shame me
Shame me for something that's almost out of my reach?
Or must they really wound me
Wound me to soothe their own heart to make peace?
Must they truly let my tears fall, free?
Over and over,carving me into something
Something almost too unrecognisable
Something almost too unbearable
their heart, which visibly fails to understand
Understand the depth of the human nature
Is something that used to break me down
With it's own grasp of despair
They may fail to understand the words my soul holds,
The hurtful ones that never seem to stop
Stop wounding me until I'm left with nothing
Nothing but the silent sobs that I can't control
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