Where Words Are Silenced

Unchain my Heart

They say it wont be hard but they can't see the battles in my heart

I am broken down and tired of living on a merry-go-round

So tired of the straight light,

 Everywhere you turn, 

Those vultures and thieves at your back, 

The storms just keep on twisting

She Says that beauty is pain and there is beauty in everything

Cause your only human, this shit happens

They assume that if you can't see it, then its not really there

as if pain does not exist unless you are bleeding or slung in a cast or staggering with a limp

But sometimes the most painful demons are the ones they can't even see

If our bodies had said enough

our hearts said more

our hearts have become the core of our spirit,

the seat of our emotion

our heart srings were wires trolling for love

Get up!

Fight!

But what happens when there is no fight left?