His Name in Vaines

the eye is a its own language,
but its the eye of blood.
tears roll down the side of the face
that can fill a river, there are the vanes
that show that show all the scares in my heart.
my heart is pumping the blood to make live everyday
He's taken always has been and always will be
even if my eyes cry for him everyday
each and everyday it gets harder to breath more and more.
its like im grasping for air just to get through the day.
He's taken a voice says to me
But my heart that blood is throwing through the vines that spell out his name
He that touched my heart and entered my soul now causes pain and sorrow
the shakiness that takes over my body when hes around
the pain that run through my heart is all thats left
the pain and the hartache
nothing more can be done
its just what is now
is when they open me up
they will forever see his name