Whisper sweet nothings into my ear
Make me forget all about how I suffer
Day in and day out this hell we call life.
Tell me darling, am I what one would call beautiful?
Am I the dejected shadow in the corner of the room? Silence turns to a harsh ringing,
And I find myself alone in the shadows,
once again abandoned for the sake of eternity
My soul breaks loose.
I can monologuise, but I can't speak.
I am frozen, I am slain.
This is what we call an empty heart. |