• Take a look all around
    And see the red on the ground
    See that big lump of a mess?
    I ripped that thing right out of my chest.
    I dug my fingers in so deep
    And then I started to cry and started to weep.
    I felt the blood run over my hand
    But still I dug to meet my demand.
    My fingers clasped around something very cold
    Then I tightened up and grabbed a hold.
    I squeezed my eyes shut and then my fist
    No need to be afraid, I didn’t resist.
    With no hesitation and with no doubt
    I yanked on it and pulled it out.
    I opened my fist and then my eyes
    And looked down at this surprise.
    This awful mess was my heart?
    It looked so shriveled and torn apart.
    The color was not red, but it was black
    And I knew that I could never take it back.
    I threw it away from me as hard as I could
    Then let out a sigh and then I stood.
    I went to turn around and walk away
    But something told me to stop and stay.
    I saw a movement in the shadows, what could it be?
    But then you walked to the light and walked towards me.
    You walked up to that flesh that was torn apart
    Then you slowly started to rebuild my heart.
    You caressed it and loved it and it made me sick
    To think that maybe this was all a trick.
    But no, you stayed, and put it back together
    Then you kissed my lips and said “All better”.
    Then gently you placed it back to its rightful place
    Any marks or cuts? None. Not a trace.
    Slowly you slip your hand into mine
    And then I knew everything would be fine.
    Maybe my heart isn’t like it was before
    But at least now it doesn’t hurt anymore.