a gauntlet of pain
you ran me through
but still my heart
it clings to you
a little child
in an angry world
not the average story
of boy meets girl,
ours is a story
which more or less translated
to lust and love
but if that was all
that held us together
why did i hurt
when i tried to forget her
rent into peices
part by part
somehow still alive
a still beating heart

though broken and dirty
peirced, and punctured
cleaved at the point
of a most crucial juncture
i dont know whats left
i guess we'll find out
it so painful right now
now that im without
her special form
of love and affection
if im the one who ended it
why do i feel the rejection?