My Heart

My heart is this big blackhole,
This hole that will be there for a long long time.
My heart is always changing,
It changes so much because my emotions grow.

My heart hurt more then most,
It hurts because of what has happened to it.
My heart is basically dead,
Its dead because everytime someone gets close, I screw it up.

My heart is full of hate,
This hate can not be gotten ride of.
My heart is full of fear,
It fears that once I find love it will get messed up.

My heart has very little love left,
This love that will not be released for any one.
My heart is not realy a heart,
A heart is full of joy and happiness not ice and darkness