Scars Of The Heart

I wear this scar upon my heart,

A reminder of how our love fell apart.

I chose to give you my life,

My hand, For what?

A life full of strife?

For you to only cage me in,

While no longer having,

The strength to win.

You took my crown,

And held me down.

Hidden from the world,

You poisoned my free flying wings.

Left them shriveled to die,

So I could no longer fly.

I took a jump,

Off the cliff of chance.

Hoping to make it right, I

Changed my path.

Hard as it was,

You tried holding me back.

Showing me your wicked wrath.

I rather die alone,

Then be the clone,

You want me to be.

I felt its time,

Time for me

to flee!

You should see me now,

And hear me sing!

Forever free!

Now all you want is to

come back to me.

I wear this scar upon my heart,

Only to remind me how

our love fell apart.

Make no mistake, I

Will love you till I die.

Yet,

By letting go of my hand,

You made room for a real man.

You are no longer my love,

No longer my life.

Goodbye!