Tears Of A Broken Heart
*There's this vacant space in my heart, There's this sound I hear when I'm alone, There's this room filled with art, A sacred space of pain and dome.*
The earth is void and filled with darkness,
Even friends turn to enemies,
Families turn their backs on our pains,
No one to offer a shoulder to cry on.
I'm deserted, everyone turning against mhe,
I'm wary of the pain, In denial of a saint I am,
I'm lost in this world, I need a listening ear desperately,
Before I end up hurting myself
