If your hand could reach

Inside my heart,

What would you do with it?

That is the only question I must preach

In the work of art

That is words from my heart.

I want to know,

I really do,

How would you treat my heart

If it were controlled by you?

Would it be broken,

Shattered?

Or worse, forgotten?

Would you leave my heart behind

In the darkness within your mind?

All I can do,

And all I can say

Is please, my dear,

Don’t lead me away

From the path I have chose,

But I know, if you could,

You’d leave my heart frozen.

You’d let darkness

Take my heart in

As a new member

Of its kin,

No brightness

To light up my heart

If it were even still there.

Though it probably

Wouldn’t be,

Because when I gave my heart to you,

All you did was break it

And forget about me.

So no,

My heart would have nowhere left to go,

For it wouldn’t be there,

I mean,

Life isn’t always fair…