TwistedFate

Those with golden hearts Are cursed from the start  They feel more than others  And as such, they suffer  They love unconditionally  And make decisions irrationally  They cling to glimmers of hope  Cos it's the only way they cope  But they're often put to the test And they hurt more than the rest Cos they are driven by empathy  And are clouded by sympathy  Easily open and freely used  And quite often they are abused   Hearts that thrive on loyalty Honesty, love, and integrity They give too much too soon And they never end up immune To pain, to suffering, and grief It always seems like there's no relief No matter how good the intentions They don't even get an honorable mention It's almost a law that is unspoken That hearts of gold always end up broken

Hope is the need to be happy, when the world is weighing you down. It’s the need to smile, when everything is going wrong Hope is the need for love, when you feel like you’re unworthy. It’s the need for companionship, when you’re all alone. Hope is the need for empathy when nobody seems to understand its the need for likeminded people who can relate to how you feel Hope is being able to reach out, knowing there’s a helping hand. It’s the loyalty of friends and family, when you need them more than anything. Hope is the driving force of life, when you’re back is against the ropes. It’s what pushes you forward, when everything holds you back. Hope is the need for justice, when unfathomable acts are committed. It’s the need for something to believe in, when all else seems lost Hope is all that we have, to help us get through the worst. It’s the belief that things will get better, despite all the things that hurt.

Broken inside, haunted and alone Walking through life, all on his own  All his losses, his heart still mourns Tears in his eyes, cos of chances blown  With no real direction, he wanders on Walking through roses, but covered in thorns  Thinking of his purpose, why he was born And why it's always his heart that ends up torn  The road winds long with much in his way  His desolate heart wanders without much to say  Fighting for his sanity with each passing day  Hoping the next person he meets might actually stay His mind clouded, pondering what went wrong  Looking for reasons for him to remain strong  Pushing through hurdles on his journey long Growing tired and weary of the same old song Weak and broken, the predators begin to stalk Like a fish in the water through eyes of a hawk  All he wants in life is an ear to hear him talk Hopefully he will find it, and end his long walk 

We always look for that common ground People who can relate to us are seldom found We all crave the same like-minded companionship The kind that feels like more than a normal friendship We always look for that truly understanding heart People who know what we’ve been through before we start That one person we enjoy talking to, someone who listens One who you can laugh and cry with, without inhibition It’s rare that we actually find someone who gets everything And when we do find them, we’re quick to let them in We open up hearts to them without holding anything back And just by being there, they help us get our lives back on track We trust them completely and they become our best friends And we hope that they won’t break that trust till the very end We all need that one person, that one confidant in our life The ones who will never leave us, even when we endure strife They are the ones we turn to when things go completely wrong Through the h...