Heart of Black

My heart is cold

And your love is bold

But i really want you to know

That my heart is black

Death has painted it over

My soul is somber

Lost in me

You still hold me

Your arms guide me home

Your voice keeps me warm

i know you may not be there

But i really don't care

I am alive because of your stare

but my heart is cold

My love will never be bold

death has painted me black

And i never want to come back

This world is full of pain

To me its just a game

A huge riddle a hedged maze

I love you

But i could never hold you

I could never control you

I could never Sympathize with you

I could never touch you

So why should i be there with you

Reviews

[AWickedMoon]

A very interesting poem. :)