My trust is now broken
Where my heart was once open
Falling apart
Dying from a broken heart
I look outside my dark window
Reflecting my heart, my soul
Feeling the cold
No matter how many blankets I wrap myself in
When did this feeling begin?
And when will it end?
Not unless he can amend
The hole he tore straight through my heart
As I start
To fall apart...
Wanting to die
But too scared to try
Because wings can sprout
But only from those who overcome self doubt
And I'm drowning in it.
My trust is broken
And my heart will no longer be open...