Heartache

The world is so full of shit,
Born and raised by hypocrites,
When they make you feel like nothing,
Remember, love, it'll all be forgotten.
I broke my own heart again and again,
And never do they see the reason,
Why.
Why?
Do we do and die and cry?
And as your heart is weighed again,
By that invisible string,
Pulling. Tearing.
A metaphorical hospital bed.
Where there is silence.
No sound, no dread.
And when you wonder how the world,
Will throw you back again this time,
And when the clocks stop.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Love on the rocks.
Random thoughts and random things,
Whirling, swirling, through my broken brain.
And as for attraction's only refrain,
Is the heartbreak I've felt again and again.