Remnants of My Happy Heart

we were high then the world around began to rumble are we all about to die everything near began to crumble the humans here and the humans there suddenly there was a flash the world seemed to lose its air and suddenly the world we knew began to crash this world we know has come to an end in all its glory and fame all we needed was a simple friend god even told us it was no joke or game and now as we lay in ruin wondering what we could do the devil surely has come to.

there once was a man named david or dave one day his mother had died his mother had said he wouldn't behave and david did nothing but cry he began to become recluse as his late mother would say a screw of his had come loose on that very dreadful day no more was david a nice, friendly man or a human at the most but instead a monster, joining a deathly clan turning people his mother knew into toast david the violent, the crazy and mad hid in the alleys in the street of New no one could know the thoughts he had as he shot himself right on cue david, the man in the alley, my friend drove himself to a crazy, definite end.

all this time you wasted staring at my wrists didn't you think to look farther my shoulders, thighs, stomach, and calves you should have looked closer at those scars that i had knives and razors blood and gore never ever ignore a girl with scarred wrists.

my life is filled with worries and care for someone i hold dearly his lips upon mine, soft and inviting remind me i am loved but why why do i deserve this undying affection or his physical manifestation of love i don't deserve it he's perfect, beyond my reach yet he loves me i feel it deep down in my bones its beat rapid, flutters just under my chest heart it breathes with emotion confused and in love i love him so much i burns deep down in the put of my stomach but i don't deserve him.

underneath that starlit sky are many men awaiting a lie hatred is here and love is surreal the broken and souls can never heal your heart is cold and your eyes shine red you are bent, not broken put that thought in your head. i am bent not broken or dead but i lent my heart to someone who said "i hate you my darling" with that lie in my head i joined the broken the scarred and the dead.