The End plays softly,
Dancing upon my ears.
My soul rests gently
There are no more tears.
Up and down like gentle waves,
Breathing deeply: no pain remains.
Drifting away, lost at sea.
What do you see when you look at me?
The hurt in my eyes,
Or tear stains on my cheeks?
The heartbreak you left me,
In volumes it speaks.
But alas, sadness does not forever last,
The sun will shine again and help me move past.
Your hold over me is broken for good,
My heart is mending, just as it should.
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 11:57 AM UTC
The End plays softly,
Dancing upon my ears.
My soul rests gently
There are no more tears.
Up and down like gentle waves,
Breathing deeply: no pain remains.
Drifting away, lost at sea.
What do you see when you look at me?
The hurt in my eyes,
Or tear stains on my cheeks?
The heartbreak you left me,
In volumes it speaks.
But alas, sadness does not forever last,
The sun will shine again and help me move past.
Your hold over me is broken for good,
My heart is mending, just as it should.
