A heart shaped box
Emotions in overflow
Feelings concealed more than you'll ever know
I once had the need for them to hide
But now they seem stuck inside
Now I need you to know just how I feel
That my sorrow and heartache are real
A heart shaped box
Fitted with a million locks
Self destruction is what I fear
And I sense that meltdown is near
I cannot find a way to truly express
The deep desperation hidden in my chest
A heart shaped box
Decorated with flowers, ribbons, frills
Seem to hide the hate, desperation and rotting smell
Away from the outside world very very well
Still I fear that locking away my heart
And tossing out the key
Will surely mean the death of me
A heart shaped box
Would you like to know what the shell hides?
A cold, dark, musky room
With the smell of her tomb
Her... the woman who held me in her womb
The one whose very emotions, life and dreams
I will never know... or at least it seems
It is her embrace for which I long
Her soothing song
A voice that will never be bestowed upon my ear
A heart shaped box
Loosing it's warmth and all alone
How could she turn away a child of her own?
Was her heart made of cold stone
Or did she cry when she gave me away?
Did she lie awake at night
And mourn during the day?
I fear I shall never know
Her grave cannot tell me if this is so
A heart shaped box
Filled with confusion, tears, and sorrow
I am even afraid to face tomorrow
How much can one vessel hold?
For there are many things I've not yet told
Most turn a deaf ear
When at last I am ABLE to shed a tear
So again I'll turn my thoughts to yesteryear
And add another lock
To strengthen
My heart shaped box