Worn, Torn Heart Seasons come and seasons go and still I fight the pain. The deep etched scars of all those left behind and yet I feel insane. The ever changing times we live, my mind is so confused. The faintest beat within my chest of a worn, torn heart abused. Still I seem to breathe and function without a feeling in my soul Knowing all my life All I've felt is half a person never whole. How do I live, how do I keep trudging thru the days As I go about the motions in a mixed and troubled haze. Where am I now, what do I do, what path should I go down Or should I hang my head and cry, yet, not making any sound. I've only wanted love someday to embrace me deep within To hold me like no other, to gently let me in To hold my heart and whisper, I am the only one Now I fear its over before its just begun. You don't seem to understand it, These feelings that I feel Just know that I am flesh and blood, something that is real. Love is who I am, An absolute in this one day. Someone who wanted you and only you to stay. Someone who isnt afraid to give, not afraid to lose The faintest beat within my chest of a worn, torn heart abused. Dragontears�2007 Where do you wish to go? Home Index Poetry Index