Poems

function

How do you expect me to function?
When my heart is made of corruption
The darkness feeding
My heart receding
All thats left is bleeding
You said it was okay
But sense that day
Ive seen nothing but decay
My heart is shattered anyway
The sickness is coming back today
After i beat it all away
Did it matter anyway?
The day i said the words
Love meant the world to me
I thought it was meant to be
If only I wasn't so blind
I still cant see
But you cant see
What you mean to me
In the darkest of hours
Its your love i hold as ours
My love can reach only so far
Outstretch your hand and heal the scar
I need you now
So take your bow
I need you now
Bring back my function
kill the corruption
I need you now
Take your bow