A year went by yet the heart still bleedin'
After crying for months then trying to hold it in
While pretending to be fine when the insides were breaking down
The soul which once sparked is struggling to hang on
Trying to hop on the bus and follow next destination
But the broken heart making it unable to move on
Gradually the little soul learnt to hold itself together
But the broken vase was waiting to spill through the cracks
While pretending and pretending the time came
The void that was left inside the heart made a huge noise
Crying and shouting with every taken breath
Calling out the dear name with memories unsheath
Oh my! It's hard to live, wanting to rant but no one to hear
Loneliness creating mess inside makes it unable to bear.
Asking a silly question, Why breaking my innocent heart?
That asked nothing but to love rightfully.
What good can it bring by breaking a soul.
Thinking and thinking the sharp blade cuts through
Leaving a small scar on pale skin with deeper pain in heart
I'm tired
I'm broken.
Set me free
Let me flee
