My heart searches for the Love it has,
But every beat sounds like broken glasses falling into pieces.
Tears falling, nourished lips,
How beautiful will it be if it was a healing process?
Hope buried deep down my soul, but thy heart is weak.
A heart of precious glass, broken into pieces.
Can it be formed again?
I cry out loud for help,
But nobody could hear me,
I lay down to heal,
But still, the pain keeps gaining,
Hope, hope I cry to you. Do you exist?
I try to find the reason why,
I try to find the majestic being I once was,
But the search is a living pain.
I convince myself not to limit the courage of love,
But the wages of a broken heart keeps on gaining.
Love + love = Beauty.
Why can I not get a reason? I ask?
The answers blared deep down in thy heart.
Dear broken heart ✉️, I can no longer dance to thy melody🎶💔.
Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 6:02 PM UTC
My heart searches for the Love it has,
But every beat sounds like broken glasses falling into pieces.
Tears falling, nourished lips,
How beautiful will it be if it was a healing process?
Hope buried deep down my soul, but thy heart is weak.
A heart of precious glass, broken into pieces.
Can it be formed again?
I cry out loud for help,
But nobody could hear me,
I lay down to heal,
But still, the pain keeps gaining,
Hope, hope I cry to you. Do you exist?
I try to find the reason why,
I try to find the majestic being I once was,
But the search is a living pain.
I convince myself not to limit the courage of love,
But the wages of a broken heart keeps on gaining.
Love + love = Beauty.
Why can I not get a reason? I ask?
The answers blared deep down in thy heart.
Dear broken heart ✉️, I can no longer dance to thy melody🎶💔.