Gedichte über Ich - Seite 7

a heavy heart cannot rest well.
it is beating fast because its owner was beaten up.
it is hurt because its owner dont mind it.

oh poor, little, heavy heart,
dont you think that
your owner is aware of this.

as long as you dont give up,
your owner wont give up.

hope. A beautiful word with a
beautiful sense of life, for those people.

in this lonely world.
in this broken world.
oh hope, please appear.

love. its even more comfortable.
love was there when hope was gone.
love is the definition of you, so please dont leave and wait till hope comes.

poor, little, heavy heart, trust your owner because it loves you more than you could ever imagine.