Can you die of a broken heart? The pain swallows you whole You are unable to breathe You try to turn the TV on All the memories It was real to me I dont know if I can never trust you again Too much main, too many pieces But you are a like a drug
I believe so.
But yet you feel no pain
You feel hollow
You feel empty
Unable to cry
Unable to think
Turn it up loud
And nothing can block out
The thoughts in your head
The laughs
The smiles
The happiness it brought
Was any of it true?
Was any of it real?
Very real
Not now, not ever
To take a chance with my heart again
Is something I am not willing to do
To pick up and rebuild
On what we had
And my heart
A toxic drug that has wounded me
That I don’t know if I can do without