My Broken Soul I have told you of my unbeating heart, And the pain that it can bring. Reminded you of the memories you know; Caused your soul to shed a tear. I may have told of my bleeding soul, But now the blood has stopped. My soul is just mending, Yet it begins to fall apart. Do not worry for me. Do not shed a tear. Hold my broken soul to your own. Let my heart remain still. You say a soul can’t bend or break; That a heart just mends with time. I know that may be your only thought, But is your soul really that different from mine? We both feel unethical pain. It is caused by those around us. So why do you resent your pain? Do you think it is really not the same? I bleed like you, with endless floods; My tears fall like pouring rain. You claim you have never regretted. Do you believe there is nothing here to gain? Why do you shun my soul? Is your’s truly that complete? Do you not feel any pain? I know what you try to hide. You say that we are different, That we will never be the same. I know what you are thinking, “A broken soul? How lame!” I am not like anyone else, That does not mean I don’t bleed the same. My broken soul only wants one thing, For you to realize your own pain. You and I are truly alike. We may not think the same. I know you may resent me; But know my broken soul is not to blame. cry
Angel_Rowen · Mon Nov 27, 2006 @ 09:00pm · 4 Comments |