Hope To Be Loved. by The Given Heart.

Arrival was not even in your mind,Even though you did.Your first melody made things to bind,Above all your mother found it splendid.Relieved from the pain;She became a smiling fountain.Satisfied by the power she had lostWhen she was about to give up on you.Terrified she was by the sudden loveShe sensed overflowing for you.Make everyday worth…

The Infamous Blame Game, by The Given Heart

When you feel like you are decayingAs your mind induces some sharp pain,Time after time you assume it’s migraine.Energy setting himself free as if delayingRightful heir from reigning. Doing nothing starting to feel like a voyageOver the horizon of the choices you claimEmerged in your portfolio unknowinglySince you cannot physically travel back in time. Witchcraft…