Wednesday, June 18, 2008, 7:40 AM
With or without your presence were the same,
The sight of you or the thought of you,
There's no respite from aching,
My heart is heavy and tired,
I hear the voices within me,
Telling me that the suffering should come to an end,
That I should break the chains of melancholy.
Since you came into my life,I knew not of joyful days,
I knew not that love felt like this,
With just one glance and you changed the whole of me,
Yet didn't you realize you've turned me into a child,
Who would just break down and cry,
and so I questioned,
How many heartstrings must you sever?
- Damien Lockheart
The sight of you or the thought of you,
There's no respite from aching,
My heart is heavy and tired,
I hear the voices within me,
Telling me that the suffering should come to an end,
That I should break the chains of melancholy.
Since you came into my life,I knew not of joyful days,
I knew not that love felt like this,
With just one glance and you changed the whole of me,
Yet didn't you realize you've turned me into a child,
Who would just break down and cry,
and so I questioned,
How many heartstrings must you sever?
- Damien Lockheart
