"Where is my heart?"

HE SEEMS TO HAVE A HEART.
BUT WHERE DOSE IT START,
FOR THIS HEART IS NOT SMALL NOR LARGE,
BUT WHERE SO TO START FOR THIS HEART,
FOR THIS HEART IS BUT A MUSSEL,
A MUSSEL THAT IS SAID TO LOVE.

WHAT IS LOVE BUT AN EMOTION,
WHAT IS AN EMOTION BUT A FEELING,
WHAT IS A FEELING BUT AN URGE,
BUT IS AN URGE NOT BUT A FEELING,
BUT IS A FEELING NOT BUT AN EMOTION,
BUT DOSE AN EMOTION NOT COME FROM THE HEART?

WHAT IS THIS THAT IS ALL SEAMS TO COME BACK TO,
DOSE IT NOT GIVE YOU EMOTIONS,
DOSE IT NOT GIVE YOU FEELINGS,
DOSE IT NOT GIVE YOU AN URGE,
SO WHAT IS MAKES A HEART DO WHAT IS DOSE SO GREATLY?

BUT WHY DOSE THIS HEART MAKE ME FEEL THE WAY I DO,
WHY DOSE IT MAKE ME HATE,
WHY DOSE IT HAKE ME LOVE,
WHY DOSE IT GIVE ME PAIN,
WHY DOESN'T IT TAKE AWAY THE PAIN?

BUT I END UP BACK TO A FEELING,
A FEELING THAT I DESPISE,
AND HOW IT DESPISES ME AS WELL,
TO GROW AND EAT AT WHAT IS LEFT,
AND WHEN THE FEELING DIES
WHAT IS LEFT BUT OF SORROW AND GRIEF?

SO WHAT IS THE HEART BUT,
PAIN,
LOVE,
HATE,
FEAR,
WITH OUT THEM A HEART IS NOTHING,
BUT WITH THEM A HEART IS YOU WORST NIGHTMARE.