So much to say, I don't know where to start;
Guess I'll begin from where the pain originates: the heart.
A simple, yet vital, muscle of life
Undergoing lifes experiences; unity and strife.
We associate it with various amounts of aspects
Not fully comprehending the little things that can affect it.
It's become a symbol of love, a reference for compassion,
Used in a holiday and even senses of fashion.
Such a delicate mechanism, yet a powerful tool
To pump the life through your body or make you feel like a fool.
A broken heart can be the worst kind of pain;
It could leave you crying your heart out over and over again.
Heartfelt tears will never leave you alone;
Broken hearts hurt more than broken bones.
My heart's set on you; have a heart and be merciful.
Forgive for all the things I have ever done to you.
The cracks in my heart allow these lyrics to flow out
And give me the ability to express what raw emotion is about.
The more time I spent with you, the harder that I fell
Into a love that started out as heaven then turned into my hell.
You left me; it was the death of me.
Mí corazón, todo mí vida, you were my everything.
My heart's still with you even though you said goodbye;
Whether I have it or not, without you, I'll never feel alive.
It seems so impossible to put my heart back together;
There are vital pieces missing and they'll be gone forever.
The weight of the world is nothing compared to this;
My heavy heart is just a part of this darkened, lonely sadness.
Why can't I come to terms with the fact that you won't return?
It's a feeling that stimulates my nerves worse than a heartburn.
I wish my heart was as hard as my head.
The thought of you leaving can't seem to get through; what about some lead?
These rhythmic contractions tell a tale of our actions,
Our words and our feelings and everything that's happened.
But now the story's ended; I'm at the final sentence.
It's time for me to go to the Lord and pray for my repentance.
I can't have you in my life, but I'll always have Jesus
And if not you, He can fix my heart but He needs all the pieces.
I'd give Him my heart, but you have it still,
So I'll give Him what I got and just have faith in His will.
As time moves on and you're still gone,
True love is telling me not to let go but keep holding on.
I've never felt this before; a love that's so real.
But now that it's gone, I don't know what to feel.
My heart's still beating, but I don't feel alive;
It hurts to know you're not my girl and you're out of my life.
I'll never let you go; I'm hanging on by a heart string
And as my broken heart sets the beat, I'll use my last breath to sing.

Imagine you being with the love of your life
And seeing their smile just light up the night.
Imagine you're cuddling; you're holding them near
As you whisper in their ear that they have nothing to fear.
The night goes flawless; you live life lawless.
She goes braless; he goes drawless.
Making love in the moonlight, until you hear them scream
Only to wake up and realize it was nothing but a dream.
Realizing it's a dream, it reminds you that they're gone
Reminding you that you gotta be strong, get up and move on.
It's a cold, cruel reality that we all live in;
Bringing us to our knees and forcing us to give in to sin.
Love is an element; you think you can handle it?
Because it comes with all the elements of pain.
Your heart's gone; your mind's lost in it's thoughts from the loss
Of your life...but you're alive? It drives you insane..
They're always there in your prayers, in your dreams and your nightmares;
An idolized and prized possession; someone so rare.
You sit and reminisce on how those memories create a bliss;
Such a bittersweet perfectness in alternate universes.
You try to stay awake because they show up in your dreams
And the less you acknowledge their existence, the more it seems
That the universe is toying with your weakened, wounded heart.
Can't pull yourself together because love is tearing you apart
And you wonder how you can take it all away
To stop the demons from telling you you can't live another day
Without your love, but up above, God's love will always prevail.
In the Bible, 1st Corinthians states that "Love never fails."
But if you were to take my advice, I know it's not the best
But don't fall in love; fall off a bridge cuz it hurts less
And that nothing is forever cuz forever is a lie.
That all we got is what we had between hello and goodbye.
You can't destroy yourself though; it just isn't worth it.
You gotta understand that life is filled with sadistic, evil *******
Trying to run you down in the ground where you can't make a sound
And once you're there, you're life feels like it's bound.
As you sit there and wonder while life takes you under,
Without rhyme or reason, life passes you by.
Just take a lesson from me cuz you don't wanna be
In this empty padded room as you watch yourself slowly die..

When I stare into the mirror, do you know what I see? I look into my eyes and see the stranger things about me.
So many stories and tears that I've obtained over the years are starting to show, I fear, and affect the ones I hold dear.
Why do I have to have these emotions and feel so much? Like my heart starts off lightly touched then it turns into a clutch feeling like it's in a death grip and such.
My atelophobia has me seeing like myopia, breathing like pneumonia and sleeping like insomnia.
There's no question that because I lie to myself about how I feel is part of the progression to my depression and aggression deeply compressed in my expressions; I'm in need of an intercession.
This reflection staring back at me reveals my imperfection; with close inspection, you can see the connection of affection and infection in the projection of my eyes complexion.
My silence is my loudest cry and I don't know why that I lie when I say it's because I'm shy; the only reply I rely on.
But when someone takes a peep through the peephole, I feel a loss of control when they see a part of my soul that has taken it's toll and is no longer whole begging to be consoled.
The heaviness of this emptiness isn't for pity; it's loneliness in the form of poems and lyrics since I'm left breathless and can't speak about this restless craziness.
Mirror, mirror staring straight at me, is happiness in the near future something you can foresee? Can you please guarantee that I will be set free from the misery?

Music is the omnipresent unifier inspired by those with the desire to start a symphonic fire.
It can reveal what we feel on a real or surreal level ideal to our own appeal.
Of all the genres and varieties, heard in numerous societies, it can be responsible for commendable acts or impropriety.
Music expresses what we cannot say and allow us to break away on a deeper level to help deal with issues we face everyday.
It can be a work of art; creating a beautiful picture that touches the heart.
Music can motivate us to do great, control our heart rate, even relate to a date or person we either love or hate.
I honestly believe that music connects us all and without it, mankind would fall; our dreams and aspirations would be small and we wouldn't stand tall.
It can bring out the positivity or enhance the negativity, even increase productivity because it stands for: Music Unlocks Self-expression, Intelligence, and Creativity.

On the road to self-recovery, there's a lot I discovered about me.
The different perspectives and views of my path shed the light to reveal the good and bad that I have.
On my way to self-discovery, I find out who I want to be; able to release the negativity positively.
The choices I make and the paths I take are the ones that could break any strong man and bring him to wake.
Taking a trip to transcendental realization with simple meditation is an education to an eye-opening sedation.
Finding a purpose is lifelong and never ending; mind bending along with spiritual rending and mental mending.
Different levels beyond our comprehension in other dimensions await our explorations.
Eyes are the true window to the soul; the hole to see us whole.
Look deep enough and see the journey of our being and all the beautiful things.
Look deeper and gaze upon the weaker, inner weeper silently accompanied with the reaper.
Various vibrations and universal sensations connect all creation in abstract deviations.
To feel so deep, to laugh and to weep, to close your eyes and see all the beautiful things are what set us free.