My heart is withered;
thin and gaunt.
The chambers hollow and empty.
There is only so much pain
A person can beat against
Before begging for some rest
For the heart to stop.
To no longer have to fight
this never ending battle.
And have death's sweet embrace
May 24, 2022
May 24, 2022 at 6:55 PM UTC
My heart is withered;
thin and gaunt.
The chambers hollow and empty.
There is only so much pain
A person can beat against
Before begging for some rest
For the heart to stop.
To no longer have to fight
this never ending battle.
And have death's sweet embrace