My Heart

You've been biting bullets all these years, I know

There beside yourself, choking back tears

And you aced avoiding possibility

When you made your bed upon the bittersweet

Oh now don't you worry

There's no need to be sorry

There's still time to step lightly

Cos the love you used to feel is still in there, inside

It may be the faded photograph, the lock of hair, don't hide

If you're scared, I'm here to hold you,

                                                                   If you get lost I'm here to guide you

                                                                    Love is peace when peace is fragile

                                                                     Love is all the good in you that still remains

Love is peace when peace is fragile

You've been going out of way to agree

Like you've been rubbing yourself all wrong just to be somebody else's genie

Catering to your disasters every need

Waiting to finally be set free

I said baby don't worry

Life will carry

Just take it slowly

~Poets Of The Fall-Fragile

Call me crazy but my heart speaks to me; ever since I can remember. Instead of a prick of conscience I hear a gentle and soft voice which shields me from the world, the neglect and the aberration. Neglected by a world which knows no worth of mine she embraces me from inside, never leaving my side; gently chiding me if I forget here. She sits on my shoulder garbed in white, charcoal black hair and ever warm black eyes. As I cry to sleep at night she gently puts my head on her lap and gently sings me to sleep. Call me crazy if you want but I know my heart loves me...