Warlock's blog: "I need to vent is all"

The Heart That bleeds

Why I let you toy with the my heart that beat pure

I guess inside i'm still holding on to something untrue

I let you talk me into talking to you knowing i shouldn't

and all you do is take needles and prick my heart so it bleeds

slowly slowly it bleeds the life out of the my heart

I really think it would be better to rip it from my chest

In one quick blow break the ribs

Pull the lung for the air I breath is hard and heavy 

the pain is near its end for I will never love again

Make my heart cold and black 

so I can never love again

Love in the true pain that is unseen 

But felt true and deep. 

Rip it Rip it I say take what was pure and true 

and Bleed it dry

Cause it will never beat for the heat of you.

By Warlock