Idiot of a heart.

i suppose every one has a fear-
weather it be a broken fool of a heart
or left alone and torn apart.
wondering why you were just left here..
they bruised and battered the love you gave
a love that's all ways been betrayed
a trust you thought was true, a trust that lied to your simple face
within all that burning rage there is still hope-
somewhere there is some-one still sane, not just another ghost,
who walks these hallways, getting pushed back away
into a dark shadow waving over your sense-less head,
there is no more saying now, no more love instead
just let the blood spill down your painless agony
which is quite..an irony.