Gallery

Open us up and you'll find
something that's never changed.
Though some are newer to it
most are broken and lame.
Either way its all the same.
Caves of broken hearts.
Broken hearts for broken people
trampled y life's endeavours.
Trying to find a way back
after the safety line's been severed.
Caves of broken hearts.
After being in the dark for far too long
the light is new and painful.
After the quiet and silence's deafening battle
so too is life's song.
Caves of broken hearts.
Hearts hung up along the walls.
A silent gallery.
A museum from which we never leave the same.
Some call out
but its the echo that yells my name
in the caves of broken hearts.