Written by Nicole Wellings
2018
Follow your heart.
But if it's broken to pieces,
Which one do you follow?
It's been torn apart.
And as my crying increases,
I begin to feel hollow,
Lost and forgotten.
Ignored, maybe rotten.
Sad, scared,
Sensitive.
Shot in.
Shot in the center of the heart,
And shattered it apart.
For nothing can heal
This heart of mine,
The pain is real
And it's only mine.
Alone I will stay,
Broken this way,
Until someone can follow my heart
That is broken to pieces,
And lift me up from the dark shallow.
For the one who shot me down
And shattered me apart,
Is the one who was the closest to my heart.