whats
wrong
or right
up
or down
black
or white
without
a sound
whats
here
or there
illusion
beware
trespassing on faith
has become
a dare
i love
i hurt
with knives
unskirt
the pride
the proud
are never
allowed
to feel
to know
what goes on
below
the surface
of skin
that I'm dangling
in
bottled
and bruised
buried
excuse
uncover
the feeling
and watch
as I'm reeling
don't dizzy
don't fall
and remember
most of all
never trust
never give
your heart
if you live
for to breath
and to feel
you need your heart
to be real
and if its gone
to another
how could you ever
recover?
once their gone
and it's over
does your heart
have a dover
wheres it gone
where'd it go
its YOUR heart
don't you know?
disappear up in smoke
or merely fade to the black
once my heart is so gone
do I not get it back?