wiTheR anD diE

Not a candle in my heart,
My heart is dark.

Not a voice inside my heart,
My heart is silent.

Not whole,
My heart is bleeding.

Not truthful to myself,
My heart is lying.

Not faithful to myself,
My heart is crying.

My heart is crying.
My heart is dying.

Nobody’s listening.
Nobody sees.

No one would wants to know
How a sorrowful heart cries.

Maybe everybody thinks,
That heart deserves to wither and die.