• My broken heart, hangs on a string.
    It's split open for the whole world to see.
    Tried to clean but blood just stains.
    Memories of a past that wont fade away.
    Blood stained memories,
    Bleach stained hearts.
    Only imagining I wasn't the only one that fought for us.
    Innocent smiles..
    Vacant laughs..
    I know the only cure
    Too bad it never lasts.
    All hope seems broken to feel.
    Lack of pain..
    Surreal.
    Life goes on, hearts on stand-by.
    Like a familiar situation, you dance with silhouettes of the night.
    Still here's my heart,
    Hung on a string,
    Left to bleed,
    For all but one to see.

    by
    ~Heidi & Mat~