my broken heart

Holding it on the road of destiny

Torn into pieces I cannot count with the water

From my eyes I feel so sad as if my soul has fate

With no strength to hold it like human being should

As if the world has got itself on my shoulders and turned its

Back on me I feel like a my life has buried itself

While I still live like any other human being

I regret to be so alive not even breathless like the winter

Morning cold as an Iceland

My broken heart with no moment to cherish

No time to treasure feeling as if my life

Is in the devil’s place, in jail

With no bail

But I am free like he floating wind

While my soul was trapped in a glass

With no purpose to intend to in my life unlike a bird

 I can’t fly away as I never had wings

Unlike a the devil I can’t steal

I have no commitment to life redemption has not yet

Responded to me clueless I am like a turning point I can’t

Think like traffic in my mind

Floods in my bind

Heart, I don‘t know who to love, trust again

Since I have the fear to be the one again on the road

Of destiny crying and with a faded soul like a dead person in pain,

Because, of my broken heart.