Chrishtiana Reed - Broken Heart

For the first time in a long time, it's hit me;
All the pain and heartache,
All the scars and scratches,
All the cuts and bruises,
All the tears that have fallen from my eyes,
All the tissues that have been used to dry those tears.

For the first time in a long time, it's hit me;
That each time i have loved all i have gotten is pain and saddness.

As i lay in my bed, i think; i think of what i have done to deserve this,
But yet nothing comes to mind,
As i lay in my bed, i close my eyes to think of what i could have done right,

But all i see is my heart then a flame.

I open my eyes to see if its nothing but a dream,
I take a deep breath but a pain goes through my chest.

I close my eyes and all i see is a pile of ash whare my heart used to
be.

I open my eyes to see black smoke surrounding me.
As i look around, i see that the smoke is coming from whare my heart used to be.

I have given my heart out piece by piece, inch by inch
And for the first time in a long time, it's hit me; Now i have no heart left to give.

Chrishtiana Reed

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