The echoe fills the room as the lights go down
Silence is deafening when it is shared alone.
Darkness is piercing my eyes.
It hurts not to see, floundering in the pitch black.
Even the rhythm of my heart seems unstable
in the lonliness I cant seem to wrap my head around.
No sweet hello when I come home, no hand to hold
while walking or watching a movie.
No sweet warmth as I lay me down to sleep. Sleep?
It evades me.
There are no passion filled arms to pull me near and steal my breath
away.
I wake up haggard and worn from a night of restlessness.
Longing to reach out to find my soulmate, my friend,
my resting place, yet again all I find is a void.
Who can muffle the sounds of a shattered heart?
I step thru the shards to try and find some shred of me
to put back together. But Im afraid I would'nt recognize
enough of me to know where to start.
An incomplete rendition with huge spaces remaining.
My feet bleed as I step on the broken pieces trying to find my way.
And breaking thru the silence is the tinkling of glass-
Sounds of a shattered heart.