As I look through the fields of yester years,
Gone were the days of innocent wishes.
Away are the gratitude’s of love, as one filled with fears.
I will draw the line, when patient fades.
Upon the horizon, I will stop my gaze.
Passions of despair, fills my already broken soul,
Eternity in chains, will I be held.
Along the shore, the clouds they form.
Rhapsody of thoughts, broken by the gentle rain.
Your tears of love, encapsulates my heart.
Again, I see, your promises for me.
It is not for me, to run the course.
But you who have started,
will finish the work.