My heart silently screams

for the love and

attention,

it deserves;

it needs.

To survives

this cruel world of

pain

and

suffering.

Not to get mixed up

in the lost and

forgotten souls of

the dead demons

that live amongst

this planet.

My heart needs

a warrior.

To fight off these

creatures

and to protect my

trust and love.

He used to be there.

To catch it,

when it fell.

Now my heart has fallen

into the dark, endless well

of forgotten loves.

So, where is he?

To rescue me?

Was I not in this thoughts?

Am I not his love?