My heart is broke, a thousand pieces
And there be nothing that will ease this
Sorrow that consumes my soul
For love like this, steep is the toll
Perchance the weight of guilt I bear
May dissipate, to shroud I wear
Invisible to all but me
It crushes, though, most lovingly
The grief will linger endless years
And I shall shed a trillion tears
For we’re no more than sum of parts
Through which a force does rush and dart
And when that spirit’s laid to rest
We must believe it’s for the best
So strong I’ll hold this memory
It’s riven deep inside of me
And if there’s that in which I trust
Her treasured gist though it be dust
Studded jewels and molten gold
Shall be the vessel wrought to hold
And carried with me all my days
I’ll feel her in the sun’s warm rays
Until I too lay down to sleep
Hope not to wake, no more to weep…
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