• My heart was broken...
    once long before.
    And after that instant...
    I don't want anymore.

    I'm afraid to feel...
    the emotional pain.
    Which is why I go outside...
    to cry in the rain.

    I don't want my heart...
    to shatter again.
    Considering before...
    was almost my end.

    In my head I lost...
    all that I had.
    My life was pointless...
    I felt too very sad.

    But that's what happens...
    when you make someone your life.
    When they go...
    you turn to the knife.

    After that...
    I didn't know what to do.
    I felt my life was done...
    my life was through.

    That is why...
    I can't give away my heart.
    For I know the minute I do...
    it will be torn apart.
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