My heart is broken and worn. It seeks the one that can patch it back together, but it only find the ones who want my heart for their own and the joy in watching me squirm as they rip it out. Why, why are the people of this world so crewel? I seek the one woman that will stay with me through the thick and the thin. To complete me and that I likewise complete. But the more I search for this girl, the more I begin to wallow in despair that she may not be out there. Oh how I wish to feel whole again, but the more and more I wanted through this eternal nightmare, the more I begin to realize that this woman is not to be found and is out of my reach, for whenever I think I found her, the disguise falls off and I am faced with a monster, ready to rip out my heart, and feast on my love.
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