by Jen Dye

Created on: June 13, 2008

Telling people the only way I can

I promised myself that I wouldn't fall,
A little bit of fun just for awhile,
Then you came and said all the right things,
Made me feel all the right ways.

Now, I'm sitting wishing,
Wishing that someone would rip my heart out,
It hurts too much to have it in my chest;
Yearning for you when you'll not answer.

So, yeah you got me good,
My brain argues but still I can't resist,
That sickening pain residing in my stomach,
Chew me up and spit me out.

Do you even know what you're doing wrong?
Do you know how I was once so strong?
Do you know that I never wanted to feel like this?
Do you know that I'm crying because I can't tell anyone?

Have you ever heard the sound of a heart breaking?
It splinters before it shatters,
Deafened by the echoes,
My words dry up and I'll not voice them now.

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