She’s looking through blind eyes again,
Letting the noise of life passing by
Lull her into this sleep, this coma
That comes upon her more often as the years go by.
And the same question is plaguing her:
How do you know if a life is worth living?
When you can say hello to a goodbye
Knowing that tomorrow shall never replace yesterday
And your today will never come to an end.
And maybe that coma can save her
From searching for the missing piece in her puzzle.
Because lately every today loses its shine after the first hour.
And the love she is looking for
Is taking the wrong forms, leaving her empty inside.
And yes, maybe she is ungrateful
But that pain that is burning holes in her soul
Is turning to ash all the good that is left inside of her.
And with her bare hand
She’s trying to keep the pieces together
And the shards are leaving gashes on her palm
Leaving new scars over old.
And she hopes if she holds her heart long enough,
It’ll mend itself back together.
But she knows deep in that broken heart
That the damage has been done
And she’s learned that in this life, you only get one.