Sunday, May 10, 2009

Broken Soul.

--05.10.09
Broken Soul

Cup your hands around my ear,
And whisper those lines once again.
Make me fall for your every word.

Tell me you'll love me forever.
Tell me what I was worth.

Make me believe in you and everything about you,
The way I did before.
Before you decided I wasn't enough,
Before you didn't care anymore.

And I don't mind this heartache,
This dull throb in my chest.
And I don't mind this heartbreak,
This roaring pain, I'll suppress.
It's this broken soul I can't take,
This loss of myself; who I am.
This lack of reason for living,
This broken and tattered man.

I'm screaming for a reason,
A purpose, a direction, a path.
A dream worth fighting for,
Something ... anything,
That will last.

You tore apart my dreams, my hopes,
Everything I thought to be true.
And I am a fragment of who I use to be,
Because I believed in you.

I hope you'll always feel guilty,
And I hope you'll regret what you missed,
Because at least you'll be living;
I don't live, I exist.