| The Broken Heart |
|
| Written by Mini Moo | |
|
I open up my heart, Each drop of blood crashes down on your ears, Like waves on a rock, Whisking you off your feet. At least that how I wish it would be. Instead, my heart hits the floor And shatters into a million pieces, Unnoticed, unheard, unfelt. My life becomes a mime, No-one hearing my pain, Seeing only the movements of an empty soul, Going through the motions But never feeling life, Never smelling the excitement, or Breathing in the strength. I fall to my knees, Frantically trying to pick up the pieces Of my shattered heart. But it's no use, They're escaping. Each piece, Each memory, Each tiny bit of love I ever felt, Diminishing, Vanishing without a trace In front of my very own eyes. But my eyes do not see, Only memories of a distant life Fill my vision. I can feel myself imploding, As if a vacuum Has consumed my body and soul. Inch by inch, I begin to disappear. Leaving no trace, No sign Of my long and lonely existence. Then, I am gone. Free. |