There is a man with a nail in his heart
Who sits on the edge of darkness,
He sits all day staring at empty space,
His eyes filled with misery and madness,
A contorted look upon his face,
It's filled with red-eyed tears,
He sits very still, 'cept for a shudder or two
From the ever creeping cold fear.

He sits beneath a midnight moon,
Morning, noon and night,
Adrift on a melancholy ocean,
Conjuring visions of a long forgotten twilight,
Vague memories of happier times
When he felt he'd been smitten by Cupid's dart,
He gave her his life and pledged his soul,
And she hammered a nail into his heart.

Muttering words of rejected thought,
No one hears his wailing sermons
Of a passion, long burned to ash
In the cremation of a love left to mourn,
He clings, with clenched fists, to a memory,
To a dream of hope, and a phoenix,
But the nail in his heart is rusting fast
As his dream escapes into the mist.

As the cobwebs pile up in his mind
To veil his sight further still,
He hears whispering shadows try to talk to him,
Strange words about removing a nail
Is all he can recall.
And he wishes they'd just go away,
To vaporize with his dream,
So as he can catch up with his memory.

For memories are all that's left
Of a love that he once felt immortal,
But she didn't share the love that he gave,
But still she ran off with his soul,
For a pledge is a pledge is a contract,
A legally binding promise,
He pledged his soul, now it's hers to hold,
To leave him with his fear and his madness.

Oh why did you make a fool of me,
To leave me to cry and wail?
I gave you my heart, my life, my soul,
And all you returned was this nail,
This nail that will be the death of me,
For it is in my heart that it's wedged
And I'll keep it there as a memory.
For this nail is all I have left.

There is nothing worse than betrayal. The gnawing feeling that eats you up when you trusted someone so much and then finding out 'the ugly truth'. The moment I discovered the infidelity, everything seemed to be so surreal. A lot of questions came out of my mind. I mean like...a lot. 

I thought it would be easy for me to forget. I thought and optimistically believed that every thing will be back to normal, and so I thought.  I became suspicious with her every move. At first I tried to repress myself, and convincing my mind that everyone deserves another chance. But for the second time around...I don't know. 

Someone once told me, "Cheats have a biological disorder, they have no control over themselves they are emotionally redundant and they will always cheat lie and deceive for the rest of their lives." Noted that!

 Ain't gonna feel like a fool. Gotta believe that there are people out there can play a heart like a violin. I'll stick to believing in myself wholeheartedly. I'm gonna have myself guard up, as life can throw some painful things at me (and everybody else).

This may be an overused saying, but time really heals all wounds and sorrow. I think people have evolved to develop selective amnesia to forget painful things that keep them from being happy. And one thing for sure, recovering from the past will come out naturally if we just let ourselves move on, as we are gifted with a resilient heart.