Exhausted
I can’t believe what happened,
I can’t believe that it’s gone.
I keep searching inside of my body,
but I still find it withdrawn.
I’m tearing into my flesh,
bending back my bones.
Looking to where my heart should be,
but all I see are stones.
You should have taken it all,
instead of just turning me cold.
Hardening my heart to rock,
and making it withered and old.
This is why I can’t trust,
and why I cannot confide.
I become hard hearted and stiff,
my hands and feet become tied.
I’m paralyzed at the thought,
of letting someone else in.
How could I give them another chance,
to vandalize me within?
I can’t believe that it’s gone.
I keep searching inside of my body,
but I still find it withdrawn.
I’m tearing into my flesh,
bending back my bones.
Looking to where my heart should be,
but all I see are stones.
You should have taken it all,
instead of just turning me cold.
Hardening my heart to rock,
and making it withered and old.
This is why I can’t trust,
and why I cannot confide.
I become hard hearted and stiff,
my hands and feet become tied.
I’m paralyzed at the thought,
of letting someone else in.
How could I give them another chance,
to vandalize me within?