Broken Heart
Loveless memories, full of pain and torture. Fleeting glimpses of those consumed by the darkness, only to be lost within it. Tormenting thoughts, shrouded in the loneliness that consumes my heart. Pictures of broken souls, blood spatter on shattered windows. Sorrowful lies wishing to be truth. If only I could remember... to live, to laugh, to love, to feel. Something, anything is better than this forsaken nothingness. So much pain my heart has endured, from loving words, shallow and untrue, to unforgiving silences. Wishing to be loved, but, when finding it, knowing it's a lie. Inabilities to share openly taunting thoughts, words that will never leave. Begging and pleading for something pure, but finding nothing but pain and sorrow. What do they say behind my back? Behind yours? What lies grow within these hearts? Constant changes and stubborn words. Things that no one can see. Nor should anyone experience the lonely pain and burning tears of a broken heart. Deception and unforgiving memories. Memories from the past and visions from the future. Knowing the simplicity of this wretched life. Listening to the sound of others as though they do not exist. Living for the purpose of finding perfection, and knowing you'll never succeed. Dreaming of those who fill our hearts, only to wake up empty... Addicted to that which cannot be found. Love is such a horrible thing, only twisting barbed wire around our already bleeding hearts. Dragging it though mud puddles, turning them red. Crying tears of blood.