Behold the very depths of the heart which hold the many secrets of a persons life. How can anyone figure out what the heart truly wants. Does it want to be left locked up or does it want to be as a free as a bird. Right now mine wants to be free but cannot because of the secrets it holds. Buried deep in the scars never wanting to tell my loved ones and friends that they are the greatest parts of my life. They keep me living and breathing though the cruel world outside of this shell infects it with more filth and decays more. It wants to hurt the heart but cannot because the heart continues its ever progressing days to the day it finally gets tired. Maybe someday before it does lay down before its sleep, it will finally have enough strength to rise up from this grave of shackles.
 Dark Arm Alchemist · Wed Apr 02, 2008 @ 04:24am · 0 Comments |
