A heart that weeps
That bleeds as one thousand
Pain that is brought over time
Given strength of the things that it has endured
Pain is there joy is almost not
Sorrow and pain fills all but a small part
Cold seeps in at night when alone
A flicker of hope for joy barely exists
Love that is barely given
Love that is desperately needed
The one thing that is limited by itself
Love is the one thing that been denied time and time again
Death relives all, pain, sorrow, despair, Heartache, hope, joy, and love
