Pierced in the Heart


He’s the reason I cannot let go

The source of light and dark

The bindings of good and bad

The hope of a maybe

But how sad it all is

To love or have feelings for

 Somebody that has moved on

He has no idea that I have been through hell

That I needed him

That I waited for his return

I worry he will read my heart

And cut ties with me permanently

Piercing my heart and soul to bleed unnoticed

But I feel that has already happened

And I wait for my head and heart to catch up with each other

So I too can let go and move on

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