Welcome to Broken Hearted Airlines: thanks for burning and crashing with us.

Creating Something Out of Nothing Only To Destory It

If you could see behind my eyes, what would you see? A world full of pain....a hurting and broken soul....You would see the mask covering it all as best I can....Then and only then would you finally find the real me....Confused, Wondering, Searching, but finding nothing but loneliness and heartache.

As we open ourselves, will you open your arms? If we bear our souls to you, will you look the other way? We strive to be the poets - the voices of a brand new age. Or of an age just long forgotten, where truth is pursued with dialogue. We simply cannot sing unto the deaf. We can't show ourselves unto the blind. If you cannot feel, there will be no embrace. If you refuse us we will remain the same. You can't close our minds, you can't lock our hearts. No one can take from us the love we have for you. This new breath, gives us new life. Stay here with me, look into my eyes. We've opened up our hearts - our lives we'll share. We're here now for each other. - IIB