Upon Fallen Hearts
Sometimes I sit back and wonder
Why are there bad people
why is there blackness in our hearts
That covers up the goodness
the light inside
Why is it that
darkness so much more dominate
Why must we always feed that darkness
Why is it so much harder to be good
Harder to find our light
I want to shine out bright
but when things get hard
it makes it harder to be bright
sometimes I feel
like there is that same darkness in me
and that its trying to claw its way out
I believe that
no matter how dark the heart is
there will always be a light
deep inside burning bright
they just didn't have the strength
to fight the darkness
and are consumed by it
I look at these
fallen hearts
not with anger
or hatred
but with pity and sadness
I do not look down
Upon Fallen Hearts.