i've given to much and taken enough
so now here i stand
trying to catch the pieces of my shattered heart
as you place it back into my hands
but it has been broken so many times
and now the pieces are so small
as you try to give it back,to the ground they fall

every piece contains a different story as to why it has
broken off
as i seek to find every last bit some of t remains lost

leaving a heart that can never be whole
wounds filled with pain that will never be closed
eyes that arent aloud to portray life the same
a smile that is seen by everyone but she knows it is fake

and lastly a note,a rope, and a pen
this heart has no more potential to mend