My heart is a dark forgotten castle
with cracks and parasite on every muscle
my heart is a road seldom used
an old shoe stepped on and abused
it's a ruin beyond repair
with clambers and weeds of despair
in an impenetrable jungle beyond the tarry of passion
hidden from easy reach of touring emotion...
My heart is a tomb in a deserted sepulcher
with a rugged and crusty curvature
as a result of glaciation
from the ice of desolation...
my Heart's a boat that's forgotten
whose wood is all but rotten