My hearts been broken yet again.
I thought it was a good idea to let her in.
She said she loved me but it was a lie.
She played with my heart and let me die.
My trust for people is almost gone.
By the end of this poem I will be done.
Proned to being hurt and torn apart.
Once again I gave away my heart.
Im running out of hearts to give.
Every time I knock no one let's me in.
I'm hurting inside you can't see it.
But I'm bruised, torn and battered.
I'm starting to wonder if my life really mattered.
You stare at me with a smile on my face.
But the real me inside thinks of himself as one giant waste.
I'm tired of love and even trying.
Don't you realize that inside I'm dying.
The inside man is crying for someone to love him.
On this hes relying.
I'm broken inside
My heart is a mess.
And this is the only way for me to get this off my chest.
I'm tired of love and the pain that comes with it.
I'm just about ready to completely forget it.
Tired of trying to live this stupid life.
I'm about to give up and see what that's like.
All I ask is for someone to hold.
To give them my heart before it gets cold.
I don't want to be alone and die alone old.
I want someone beside me for my hands hold.
I'm broken inside because she played me.
Now it seems like no one can save me.
