Shaina Shains.... The next attepmt
A Hole in My Heart

 

There's a hole in my heart, but I dont know why.

Still, youre willing to sit there and watch as I cry ?

I'm empty inside and you look as I cringe.

And I ask you now, what does forging amend?

Its been a fault thats placed upon me.

Deservedly so, because I grasped on and agreed.

You lied, and I kept my thoughts all naive.

I was stupid and dumb, wore my heart on my sleeve.

You fucked, and you screwed, and turned me a mess.

My mind is in circles, but yet, I repressed.

I cannot let waste come to effort Ive put in.

But Im going no where right now, and thats the true sin.

For Ive longed and Ive grown accustomed to hate.

You are selfish and have forgotten the giving it takes.

My head aches when I think of all I have done.

It is my time to grow, new, my life must become.

I cant, watch or debate, must act on my impulse.

Your eyes are Medusas but fear will not singe us.

Anarchy thrusts itself upon all I have learned.

But I cannot go by, in this life, with a scrap and a squirm.

You depart, be despatched, No, No, I will go.

The summers will boil and the winters will snow.

To me youll fade into a memory and all will be the same.

I know that to you, youll regret and remember my name.

For youll look at a picture, and see what was lost.

The price of youre greed was more than you thought.

Now, I am gone, you are gone, and nones left to do.

I loathe, and despise me for unrulingly loving you

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