Something More Poem by Crimson Love

let life live, yet death die young,
Forever alone are the words I've sung,
I'm wondering now, If that hym was wrong,

perhaps a heart I still have,
somewhere within this dying body,
miniscule, hardly a grain,
so small its there, trying to supress it's all been in vain,
I'm losing to love, its winning by a heart,
it's growing each day, I'm learning to accept that part.

I might let you in, I might fall again,
I promised myself, but my will is so bent,
Your words are all I needed to accept a heart once more,
Hopefully this time its more than, just a score.