Blue

Who can tame their hearts?
Who can stop it from birthing emotions?
Who has a cure for heart ache and anger, sadness and longing?
Even hope at times can be our destruction, and love our end
Do we choose the ones we fall for, or is it a plan of the almighty to reward and punish us at the same time
This love has made my sleep a shop of nightmares and my waking moments a den of hurtful truths
My days are full of grief and suffering, yet in my sleep there is escape, I wonder if I had known what I know now I would have chosen this path, if I had known would I have given what I gave away.
With memories that could brighten my darkest day, now these same memories stab my soul with a longing, with a thirst, with a vicious hunger that is doomed never to be fulfilled.
The eyes through which love and happiness poured now shows an embracing emptiness. Be careful heart, be careful who you fly off with, because once you leave, the way back is a frozen road covered in broken glass and thorns