"The most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or even touched ; they must be felt in the heart ."


I had a dream the other day
that you'd driven me to madness
Obviously I couldn't tell it was a dream
I dreamt that , in frustration and despair
I pulled the broken heart from my chest
looked at it in half in millions of pieces
I admit
A small pieced saved ,
to appease the sniveling , sentimental moron
Inside me who still hopes you'll come back,
And i put that small saved piece in a box
on my chest drawer.
This was symbolic

I woke up with a strange feeling of pleasure
But I was just as miserable as when
I brushed my teeth and gotten out of bed
the night before
I wished my dream was real
You can't live without you.
I wish I was an ostrich so
I could bury my heart in the ground.