Too bad for the times with my heart on my sleeve.
At first it was seen and then it was eaten.
I think I'd prefer to be physically beaten.
I gave you my soul for you to mistreat it.
I struggled and fought for my soul to hold on.
It's tattered and torn from all that you've done.
I gave you my heart and you treated it wrong.
Mine it was a heart of gold & you were born without a soul.
Blinding darkness of a big black hole.
sucking the life out of all who might know you.
I know not if the rumors true.
You know that what's been said of you.
But if you did it, then you are screwed.
I hope you get all you do & maybe even extra too