As if death himself had questioned my existence Thoughts of a tragic ending storms me Blurred memories of love had trampled by vivid memories of love lost Your lingering scent taints my recovering soul, spiraling once more Longing words seeping from my subconscious minds wounds These armed words echoed⦠Your piercing smile my arrowed heart bleeds for Your winged voice that my confidence soar for The forgotten pain tears through my conscious mind Your healing touch not forgotten tears me to tears As these saddened words tearful drowns these pages Emotions uncontrollable, touches me This is my wounds relived!!
Love lost, it's the scars and wounds of our existence