I've been hiding under the covers just trying to stay warm, but it's hard with my mind lost and my heart torn. I've felt a wander for years, weeks, and days, lost amidst these clouded emotional waves. To make sense of them would take an effort I could not obtain. So now I wander throughout this dark and try to chase down the shattered pieces of my heart. Sometimes I'm left to wander this desolate wasteland for days just to have found a piece that is no longer the same, broken beyond repair with the touch of another still lingering around it in the air. Cold hands had grasped it when I was weak, they took advantage of my minuet opening. Those lifeless hands reached in and grabbed the strands that held my heart together, and in the wreckage they grabbed a piece that they would hold onto forever. So now as I wander in these black lifeless dreams I find those pieces and the taint that they still stream. And so I fashion another into its place but still I wonder will my heart ever be the same, so many different pieces all filled with so many different names.
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 7:25 PM UTC
I've been hiding under the covers just trying to stay warm, but it's hard with my mind lost and my heart torn. I've felt a wander for years, weeks, and days, lost amidst these clouded emotional waves. To make sense of them would take an effort I could not obtain. So now I wander throughout this dark and try to chase down the shattered pieces of my heart. Sometimes I'm left to wander this desolate wasteland for days just to have found a piece that is no longer the same, broken beyond repair with the touch of another still lingering around it in the air. Cold hands had grasped it when I was weak, they took advantage of my minuet opening. Those lifeless hands reached in and grabbed the strands that held my heart together, and in the wreckage they grabbed a piece that they would hold onto forever. So now as I wander in these black lifeless dreams I find those pieces and the taint that they still stream. And so I fashion another into its place but still I wonder will my heart ever be the same, so many different pieces all filled with so many different names.