Only the lonely know how I feel.
My soul flat and deflated like a punctured car wheel.
Only the sad know how my heart sadly beats.
No more that loving feeling it cheerfully greets.
Only the soulless know how my emptiness pains.
Trapped in a dark hole shackled to rust covered chains.
Only the uncaring know how I don\'t give a damn.
My inner thoughts aggressive and not peacefully calm.
Only I know how myself I can change.
Death is the only way for my soul to move on and rearrange.
A man in love.
Has a heart full of empathy.
A man in hate.
Has a heart empty of sympathy.