Dying Heart
Storm maybe over but the aftermath will remain for awhile
Day's after days cleaning up the mess of heavy storms of beguile
The sun would rise , I would not see cause my heart was chomp
Grasping a little breath to recover from the big thundering stomp.
Barrell of tears when a broken heart cry
Wishing for the end of the days to come by
Looking up on the clouds and finding the reasons why
Foolish love, you'll never know when will attack to sly.
Heavy load on my chest , asking the heaven to clear the way
Shooting star , is the only hope for all the wishes my lips can say
Dreams fell apart grasping my strength to fight my trouble inside
Scattered heart like a puzzles , every pieces are so hard to find.
Strange, It feels like a dagger pierced into my Dying heart
The love you thought all yours but there's space carve of someones art
Many tears I shed , wanting to feel better , I wished I could ask the sky
To show me the way or help me to carry the heavy load so I can still fly.
Thought of ending ones life, playing inside my confused mind
As a fighter , I won't even blink an eye but to fight and unwind
Standing tall and proud for the right cause of more wonderful life
I screamed out loud "I won't give up" and conquered my strife.
Let the Love flow.. :) ............ it's me, Grace
written by : Grace Go
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