Lost, never to be seen again.
Lost, I will fight 'til the end.
Lost, the words I could never get out.
Lost, the very end of the love drought.
My heart collaspes without your love,
but at least your soul is in heaven above.
I can't live without you, so I suffer.
Words can't describe how much you made me tougher.
Words can't explain the pains that dwell;
the words that make my muscles swell.
I need you, but you're nowhere to be found.
Just the heaviness of the earth beneath the ground
holds me up from the Earth's core;
the firey heat I try to ignore.\
Anxiety raises high to a point of no return
as your love allows my soul to burn.
YOU ARE READING
The Bloody Heart
PoetryPoetry from my heart, and also songs, that breathe like fluid english language.
