Heart and Soul
I have grown so cold.
As the years grew old.
I've learned to see without my eyes.
To tell the truth without the lies.
At least that is how I seem.
I am but my nightmare hiding deep inside your dream.
For a broken heart devours the soul.
Without them both,no one is whole.
But tell me,which one is darker when they break?
Which one will take away the cold and ache?
A broken heart is cracked ice.
Broken souls are shattered mirrors who can be vice.
But I see myself in both when they are not apart.
For a shattered souls burns away a heart.