Down deep I have died Over millions of deeds that Wear out this heart of mine Broken through the fathoms That proceeds over these seventeen years I’ve lost so many desires to feel The bruise that they have Portrayed like a tattoo that’s ink Has stuck to my heart It no longer beats like it did then Over the past measures nothing rather Than trying to mend what has been Shanked with a knife Or pierced with an arrow from Cupid’s lustful bow… My heart fractured and damaged Broken and beaten To a pulp, It seeks to beat For someone Who will love me all the same Yet lacked courage Falsely dominates My faithless pleasures There’s no young soul That shall tear out a heart like mine And fix its cracks Like pieces of a puzzle Only I can show the passion That gains over the years That bounds love from lust And fills tears with salt Instead of flesh Cut away from its burdens… Let it beat again I want to know how it feels To love like it should have Not be cold or cruel but to Show what it was born for Don’t let the meek and bitter Shame a fractured heart like mine