When I disappear I go so far from here
No one can find the heart inside of which I hide
Its hollowed and sullen now
But I’ve built walls and made a home here in the hole of it all
The soft red shades of it had faded to gray
Sitting alone here is not as sad as it seems
I find peace in the slowing and quickly fading beatings of it
It may not be much but it is all that I have
A saddened heart in which I sit
Try to find me
Just watch for the thistles that surround in protection
I will grow a garden here
I will make this sad darkened heart beat once more
I think to myself
As the last beat echoes through the hollowed walls of this lost heart
Remaining forever safe and hidden away from the world
At peace at last