I wake up to your birds of your voice; you say you love me to the darkest hour <br />I say I love you to even more, I go to school, I see you kiss another on there lips of wine. The blood in me starts to boil to a steam. I get very angry with you, <br />So go away and get out of my life I want to be alone with this broken heart <br />I don’t want to see another soul. My broken heart beats real slowly like the beating of an Indian rain dance drum going slower and slower until it stops. <br /> But it just beats enough blood to keep me alive. Keep me from the souls of happiness Keep me form the pain of others, Keep me form this broken heart <br />Keep me form this light and Find me away to save my heart form being broken <br />Just do that for me in the face of the end. I will walk alone in the shadows <br />I look in the shadows for some answers; I hope to stay in the shadows <br />And never be pulled out of them, Come to the shadows with your broken hearts <br />But leave me in peace and I will not bother you. Just leave me here to disappear <br />With this broken heart in the real world of sinfulness. The pain of the loss of you will burn in me forever and never go away when I see you.<br /><br />Thomas Henderson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-heart-v2/
