She sat on the kitchen floor of her Down Town apartment as she wept. Holding a bottle of liquor with her right hand and a glass on the other. She viciously poured glass after glass of the relentless burning water as she said:
Oohhhh Unforgiving heart! You've let me down.
I am ready to trust. I am ready to love.
I'm sorry I've let you down,
it's the only way I have learned to cope.
You see, I trusted a man once and he stepped on me like you step on dried fallen leaves in late autumn.
He said I was all he ever wanted and admired,
but when autumn ended,
he vanished with the wind.
Oh you, Unforgiving heart!
you've disappointed me again,
I can't let love go and you're standing there firm like a rock.
You wouldn't know what pain is if I tried to explain a million times.
I don't mean to disrespect you,
I don't mean to make you cry,
I'm not rock-hard by choice,
I'm rock-hard by how I've been sealed over and over.
The core that surrounds me is so thick that I haven't seen the light for years.
Ohh you damn unforgiving heart!
Can't you see from a broken heart, I’m dying?
I can't see your pain; but I feel it.
The one who can't see is you,
if you are dying; I'm dying with you!
Written
by
-carmen cadena
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