My eyes open to only shut again,
As for my heart gains speed,
Only to someday stop.
Tears come and tears go,
Waiting for the next down pour.
They say a heart grows,
Perhaps for the most pain possible
when It finally shatters…
Love and hate, passed through us all.
A life is born, while a new death arises.
Why be born into a world of pain?
You learn to grow numb and weak anyway..