Black Heart
~Sullivan Swift
Do you really have such a black heart?
To know what you are doing to me,
And still you are going to do it?
Do you really have such a black heart?
To understand that I am hurt,
But go on and hurt me more?
Do you really have such a balck heart?
To know how I feel,
But still, you do it anyway?
Do you really have a heart made of stone?
To see the pain I am in,
And go on to make that pain worse by onehundred fold?
Now I see that you do have a black heart,
A heart made of cold stone.
But yet,
I believe that you don't mean it.
Somewhere, somewhere deep,
That heart, your black stone heart,
Beats.
~Sullivan Swift
Do you really have such a black heart?
To know what you are doing to me,
And still you are going to do it?
Do you really have such a black heart?
To understand that I am hurt,
But go on and hurt me more?
Do you really have such a balck heart?
To know how I feel,
But still, you do it anyway?
Do you really have a heart made of stone?
To see the pain I am in,
And go on to make that pain worse by onehundred fold?
Now I see that you do have a black heart,
A heart made of cold stone.
But yet,
I believe that you don't mean it.
Somewhere, somewhere deep,
That heart, your black stone heart,
Beats.
