My Heart Song Poem by samantha hale

When will someone come along,
And listen to my heart song?
The moon is crying all alone tonight,
As she tries to revive her sun that died.
I am the moon, left all alone,
A shadow in a room, a name unknown.

So many people left me in the rain,
My heart, they realized could not be tamed.
Your absence brutally left me, as I decided to fight or flee;
Like heavens wrath, how they tore lost angels wings.
This song I wrote for you, will not turn out like me,
Abandoned and unheard, left to die in a restless sleep.

They all played with unstable fire,
Typical of a drunk, lovesick choir.
Drowning this flame, they lost what they had,
We were not as I dreamed: rivals, no longer comrades.
Hoping that you are not as you seem,
That we were meant to be an inseparable team.

I have a journal with rough drafts, full of unspoken words,
So I'm begging you to stay, to not leave this song unheard.
The drums of your heart beat along to my tune,
A melody I slave for, I am not immune.
Our music is meant to show and shine,
I hope you keep replaying it in time.
Our music is meant to show and shine,
I hope you keep replaying in time.