The Wayworn Heart Part One
My Heart it bleeds the blood of Life
It pumps it through my veins
But yet my Heart it also pumps
A love which brings me pain
My soul has traveled from bounds unknown
For a love that it has never known
My Heart it lust for a woman divine
A woman that shall never be mine
Each beat gives life
Each beat caprice
Each beat the sorrows grow
Each beat it kills with a desire undefined
Each beat it strikes to only remind
The woman I love shall never be mine
But just a memory my Heart will carry through time
My Heart it travels far from me
Though my mind tells it to let it be
And though my body informs my Heart
That this want is only bringing misery
It wanders off to emotions untouched
To dreams and visions of love untried
To desire this woman so much
It is better to die
My Heart it will not listen, it can not be told
That this woman I should never hold
How wrong a love is when it is so one sided
How wrong a Heart is when it keeps you divided
But yet my Heart bleeds on
With this lust forever strong
My Heart reaps louder when she it sees
A gladness, a warmness comes over me
It beats alive with each thundering shrive
It yearns to be by her side
She is a vision so lovely to behold
She is an angel I long to hold
Eyes of green like I never seen
Skin so soft to the touch
Lips of red I dream to kiss
Hair of brown I love so much
It aches to be with her alone
And beats with a sadness of this very tone
My Heart it shifts from love to hate
When with another man I see her with
For fear she may call upon him to mate
And shatter my dreams to only myth
Anger hate my blood boils
When she smiles at another man
I want to choke the life from his neck with my own bare hands
She smiles and laughs and chases him as if she was a pup
She makes a fool of herself for attention from this mutt
Detest bitterness pain unbound
My Heart it journeys to a fire sensation
A seizure of total abomination
Sweat breaks forth from my skin
These emotions I hold within
I smile at her I snare at him
My Heart it stirs on
Even though it is broken
The hate I feel cannot be spoken
My Heart it gives me life
But yet it brings me pain
How could such an organ be responsible for the same
I look at her I look again
And yet I understand
Why this Heart loves her so
Why this Heart must forever go
Go in paths of feelings I can not explain
Feelings which bring at first joy then pain
I wish this Heart of mine would rest
And give this body sleep
And give this mind peace
(continued The Wayworn Heart Part 2)
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