Heartache
Sitting alone with nobody to love, watching time fly by fast every second, feeling the pain
of loneliness, my heart beating slowly everyday, all the tears wasted, all the years taken
from me, not knowing the feeling of love, all hope disappearing, all dreams are
shattering, I find myself walking through a field with broken, sharp glass hitting every
part of my body, each day I tell myself things will get better, but at the end of the day, all
I receive is disappointment, as the pain of a broken heart grows, my body becomes
weaker, staying in bed seems like the only thing that makes the pain go away, all I have
left is my torn heart, and my life.......
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