Some heartbreaks are those seasons
That harden even softest of heartbeats into sharp attacking stones.
There are frozen eyes and there are stilling voice tones
But the screams are still boiling
From under the blood, skin and bones.
Just wait till you heal, be patient till your wounds seal,
Till your scars turn into a pathway of cobblestones.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 7:07 AM UTC
Some heartbreaks are those seasons
That harden even softest of heartbeats into sharp attacking stones.
There are frozen eyes and there are stilling voice tones
But the screams are still boiling
From under the blood, skin and bones.
Just wait till you heal, be patient till your wounds seal,
Till your scars turn into a pathway of cobblestones.