HW

Holly Winter

• Robbed

• Twitter

• Facebook

• Youtube

• Vimeo

• Bitter is the state of mind
  that keeps the broken hearts alive.
  Fool me once, but ne’er again.
  I will not let another in.
• 
• Only in the night
  do I miss your arms to stay in
  Only in the night
  do my lonely thoughts fall prey
  The company I miss,
  once my dear, now turned stranger,
  is only in the night
  but not ever through the day
• 
• I’m close to crumbling
  once again.
  Blood and tears rush
  to my head.
  Suppress the pain,
  wish it away.
  I know I’ll hurt,
  just not today.
• 

• Sorrow and death, they robbed him of joy
  his soul was unusually tired for a boy
  He grew up too soon from all of the pain,
  but with it he had only wisdom to gain

  Such a soft heart with a rough, calloused hand
  A gruff and hard-working and honest young man
  His eyes gloss with age from the worries and strife
  of growing up bearing the burdens of life.

• 

• I am bleeding
  I am broken
  All my parts have been ripped open
  I am needing
  I am hoping
  I am trying not to cry

  You are decent
  You are loving
  You are something when there’s nothing
  Can you see me
  Can you hold me
  Will you bring me back to life.

•