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Once your heart has shattered, there's no going back, there are far too many pieces, like needles in haystacks...
You can put your broken heart back together, but one so shattered will remain as powder forever...
It's really not addictive though, in fact it's repulsive, that's why anyone who steps inside, is subject to revulsion...
Everything I've ever loved has been thrown or taken away, I don't understand anymore, what is this word you say?
Love? Oh yeah, I've heard of that, but I haven't got a clue, if I've ever actually felt that...
So many girls, have entered my world, it's not like I struggle for lust, but I know deep inside, that this just isn't enough...
I don't have love to give, that's not my gift, not on a personal level, but I'd love to help make the shift...
All we really need is to be good to each other, we don't need to envy, idolise or curse one another...
I spent most of my life thinking I didn't even have a heart, sometimes i wanna grab my chest and rip it apart...
See what's really in there, deep in the dark, is there something in there sitting where my heart would normally park?
Or maybe it's frozen over, too many cold conditions, eternal winter for the soul, severely frost bitten...
Sometimes I wonder if I find life more difficult than others, is it normal to feel this way? Are we the same my brothers?
Some people are afraid of death, I'm afraid of life, waking up every day, just isn't nice...
