Broken-Heart
Broken-Heart
Everytime I look into your eyes,
I sit down and think of the good times.
I try my best not to dare go back,
Go back to the times we've spent apart.
Bounded and tied down,
Not able to get free from these chains.
I've wore myself out from struggling,
There's no hope in gettin' loose.
Lovin' life every minute but
Only in the midst of it all.
Shackled and locked up still,
Feeling like I'm in a prison.
Tryin' to remember just how
I ended up here in this place.
Misunderstood, shattered,
Torn, how do I go on with life now.
Dreams are now little pieces,
No longer have nothing to sleep on.
Hopes, just all disappeared into
The slightest of thin air.
I'm gonna rott and die in here,
Seems the walls are closing in on me.
I can't breathe anymore,
Vanished.....
By: Ashley Chavis
age:21
8-28-07
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