Broken peices, shattered heart;
the love in life fell apart.
Out of the dream, into reality;
torn away from the "in love" mentality.
Hope is lost in the sun's burning fire,
now dressed in black attire.
questions float in a cloud,
failing to make me feel proud.
Annoying things that you said,
linger aimlessly in my head.
Passive eyes passing by,
do they even hear the cry?
Here I sit staring straight,
hoping sanity doesn't come too late.
What is this trap I have found here?
Should I learn to love or continue to fear?
The moon has cast a speel or maybe a curse,
and forgot to put my heart's sake first.