Lonely Heart
I want someone to want me.
I’m tired of this broken heart.
I’m done carrying the pieces
shattered, and oh so sharp.
I’m tired of being lonely,
of reaching out my hand
and finding it is empty,
with no one to share the grasp.
I told you that I love you,
you said I’d have to wait.
All I wanted was “I want you”
but now all I want is pain –
Pain to sooth and pain to mask
my battered, bruised dead heart.
Though once it beat, loving you,
it was broken from the start.
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