For all the good it will do
Take my broken heart.
Separate this cord.
Dreams that you have taken,
Cut through me like a sword.
I am deaf to your pleas,
And sorrow- eaten vest.
Unravel; release.
And I will seal the rest.
Pathetic little creature.
Hopeless in your cause.
Began with something interesting,
But in the end, who's lost?
Crying like a shower.
Eyes of a child.
Crumbling old tower.
I have dropped my pride.
Time will heal all hurts.
What a sordid lie.
Everyday love's lonely curse,
Feeds me off to die.