Hello, Heartache,
Do you still think all good fake?
Do you still believe your going under?
Is every smile still a blunder?
Did anyone ever break your wall?
Is every step a mighty steep fall?
Oh, Heartache,
is it anger that makes you shake?
Sometimes, I think you are truly sad,
Getting off by acting mad.
Why do you always sneer?
Could it be you are full of fear?
Why must you mock?
Is it really such a shock?
Yes, your walls are made of steel,
Within them you do not feel.
Yes, your hear is surrounded by barbed wire,
So, you are never tricked by a smooth liar.
Yes, your gates stand tall,
Never can you fall.
What would happen, Heartache,
If all your walls did break?
Do you think you would fall apart,
Be forced back to start?
Oh, Heartache, it is getting late.
Can you beat fate?
I know you think it is written,
That you can never be smitten.
I know you think you are doing great,
Filled with so much hate.
Yes, I know how you suffer!
Did you think you were tougher?
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Submission Name: Heartache
