Can you die of a broken heart?
I believe so.

The pain swallows you whole
But yet you feel no pain
You feel hollow
You feel empty

You are unable to breathe
Unable to cry
Unable to think

You try to turn the TV on
Turn it up loud
And nothing can block out
The thoughts in your head

All the memories
The laughs
The smiles
The happiness it brought
Was any of it true?
Was any of it real?

It was real to me
Very real

I dont know if I can never trust you again
Not now, not ever
To take a chance with my heart again
Is something I am not willing to do

Too much main, too many pieces
To pick up and rebuild
On what we had
And my heart

But you are a like a drug
A toxic drug that has wounded me
That I don’t know if I can do without