Sometimes
Sometimes my heart bleeds tears inside my chest.
Sometimes its just empty in there, dust gathering in the corners.
Othertimes it feels like its gonna burst and spill my secrets for all the world to see.
When she yells or screams there is nothing there. A blank deadness, a font of nothingness.
When she cries it breaks and shatters into dust.
Sometimes its just empty in there, dust gathering in the corners.
Othertimes it feels like its gonna burst and spill my secrets for all the world to see.
When she yells or screams there is nothing there. A blank deadness, a font of nothingness.
When she cries it breaks and shatters into dust.