Phantom Pain
There is a perception I feel in my chest, that something that was once there is still inside of me although I know it’s been laid to rest
My heart was ripped out of my chest a long time ago, but I can still feel the beating deep down inside my soul
It hurts every time I start to think of you, I can feel it breaking all over again although I know this can’t be true
There is nothing left inside no emotions left to feel, but as I start to cry the pain becomes so real
The memories flash before my eyes of you and me, and then my phantom heart starts to skip a beat
It’s like I’m reliving that day repeatedly again and again, when my heart was lifted out of my chest and my life, I felt had come to an end
They say you can’t survive without your heart but I’m living proof that you can, I still have every part of me except the part that feels compassion and love, so I don’t understand
I’m like a walking corpse I can still smile and show emotion, but in the center of my chest lies a deep vast ocean
I want my heart back, so this phantom pain can go away, but I will continue on day after painful day
I will never get my heart back because I gave it to you, so when it starts to ache phantomlike, I believe maybe a part of you did love me too.
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