My Poor Heart

Why must it beat so much in my chest

Giving me blood working harder than ever

But it also feels the hurt

The pain

That I feel whenever

You aren’t around

My heart turns melancholy blue

Not knowing what to do

I want to rip it out my chest and set it free

My poor heart

Shouldn’t have to feel like this for me

Because I make poor choices

And I pick wrong men

My heart an innocent bystander

Just trying to help me mend

I’m sorry heart

You poor thing

If only we could work together

To stop this whole thing

Wouldn’t it be nice if

We could go hide in my head

Wake up at 4 in the afternoon

Still in bed

I know what my heart wants

And how it dreams to be free

Free of the pain

I feel bad for my stupid ways

My heart deserves a better place

I reached in my chest

And took the beating thing out

Placed it in the wild

Where it could make friends now

Bye bye

My precious heart

Go and be free

I’ll sit here in piece

Bleeding just to bleed