Do not disturb me.

I am dying.

We should have known

Not to fiddle with love.

Broken heart strings say,

“This is it.

We didn’t plan

For the falling and crying.”

It’s so quiet now, save

For our screaming hearts and minds.

The end has come.

Now that  I know what the price is,

I don’t want to pay.


I don’t want to pay,

Now that I know what the price is.

The end has come

For our screaming hearts and minds.

It’s so quiet now, save

For the falling and crying.

We didn’t plan;

This is it.

Broken heart strings say

Not to fiddle with love.

We should have known.

I am dying.

Do not disturb me.