Quaint 'heart-shaped' design home that is 'rent-to-own' by owner
Due to recent storms, much needed repairs are required
Attached is a detailed list of the damages, that if you so choose
the owner will lower the price if you decided to move in sooner

The roof was initially damaged as lightning suddenly struck
blindsided by her sudden change of attitude
The windows were then busted in as the winds picked up
bombarding me with questions on false premise
Not soon after, the rains poured in, leaving the carpets a-muck
words that soak into the skin, leaving me miserable
And as the rains came down, so started the hail against the cruck
pounding relentlessly as the mind started cracking
While the walls were being soaked the wallpaper began to free
revealing the internal problems to those who knew
Then, with a final gust, it knocked down the steadfast tree
crashing through the walls, exposing myself to you
And as the calmness set in, it was clear the damage done to me
set a smile upon her face as she traveled away

If you assist the owner in the repair of this 'Heart-house', he may allow you to step in
and provide input on how you think this heart should heal with you in it.
Immediate response is required. Call the number attached for more info if you desire.

Through the night they roam
in the cities they crawl
keeping to the shadows of the moon's bright glow
Seeking their prey
while hugging the wall
if you're on the list, you'll be dead by day
Assassins of the brave
Killers of the Fall
their victim's blood is what they crave
They stand eight in a row
as their shadows grow tall
and they line you up with the sights of their bow

...and with a toss of a hand, the boy slipped into the dark
begging, searching, crying,
screaming for someone to hear his pleading
pleading to stop the bleeding
bleeding out the last remaining hope of the night

The night, the Night
struggling little boy put up a good fight
listen to the laughter grows louder as he falls out
    of....sight
But the boy is boy no longer, only stronger
Heart heavy as an anvil, eyes cloaked in evil
the first voice steps out of the dark

This Depression....
obsession? regression? oppression?
The boy is man no longer, having stumbled again.
The boy is only abominal as his own mind descends
"HELP ME!", he screams, knowing the words only echo
   in....his........own.........

Tell me again why you are running away,
...forgotten yearning.
It seems to me like you've gone astray,
...very discerning.
I know you won't listen to what I've got to say,
...so concerning.
But it seems so selfish of you not to stay
...ever the casern king.
You always 've seen the world in a shade of gray
...endless murmuring.
I wanted, just once, to hear you pray
...useless stammering.
Just to know where your soul would lay
...'aven't started burning.
I tried to shape you, create form from clay
...too inurning
But it seems that I created a mess, a splay
...you're learning
Blinded, I just watched as you began to sway
...court's adjourning
And now your body ash as we prepare to bray
...just sojourning
My constant pushing led to this needless slay
...very secerning
Regrets of times past will be reminisced today
...un-upturning
And so, we say goodby one last time along the brae
...stop mourning
As we spread your ash to the wind on this spring day
...I'll be...ret..u..r...n.....i.......

Dear Lovely, my tormented fair-maiden
I write thou in love, transparent and unhidden
I know you seek answers that are hard to find
searching this soul and this ****** heart of mine
Seeking the signs of a lover's true intention
while hanging on the lips of every word mentioned
You look and you hunt through your longing
to discover if I am your true belonging
I know by the pause's in your words spoken
that you're trying to avoid another heart broken
I've been honest, dear Lovely, with every answer given
and as you slowly say my name I begin to give in

But these walls I create are for the protection
of a heart once fooled with misguided direction
Everything I do, I do for our future
so you know difficulty inherent with this suture
With caution I proceed, by no cause of yours
But from past loves I've learned there are no do-overs
I, with pounding heart, beg of thee, please understand
that on this earth we can walk hand in hand
But time heals all wounds, and these are freshly made
I can love and never leave, dear Lovely,
      once the scars begin to fade.

Strange how the mood changes when around comes Lovely
   from serious to funny in the span of a grin
   to laughing so much it should be a sin
but to describe how it happens, there's nowhere to begin

It might the subtle comments from Lovely
  leading one to believe she's cuddly and bitty
  then strikes at the mind with endless witty
then forges ahead leaving you in a tizzy

It could be the actions of one Miss Lovely
  navigating in circles till you roll over and cry
  yet you watch in wonder as she walks by
so you can see her sway like a lady so fly