Heart With Barbed Wire

[musicguy]

Here I sit so broken hearted,

picking up the pieces,

slicing my hand on each shattered glass,

wounded,

this emptiness surrounds me,

your kiss is poison,

your soul, a blackened sky before the storm.

 

Wrapped around this heart is barbed wire,

wrapped around my head is a noose,

the heart that loved you once,

now sheds tears,

sees your lies,

and wonders why

you treated me like you did.

My heart wrapped with barb wire

not letting anyone in

until someone breaks the barb wire that holds

this broken heart.

 

Musicguy© Mar. 2008