A desire is within the heart, pounding along a beat only you can hear.
The tune that resides only in a memory, or lost to a destined future.
A shadowed soul lifted, and the last tear of pain has fallen.
Dreams are no longer hidden beyond the eyes of the once dammed.
The worst cries of the broken is when I'm in my room shadowed by the dark, and the feeling of being alone starts to set in. My stomach starts to tighten up, that's when the first tear falls.
I bury my face beneath my pillows trying to restrain myself from letting The world know of my distress, making sure I remain hidden behind the mask of my fears.
Heavy breaths and a hand full of tears my heart begins to tare itself bit by piece, leaving me with nothing but the feeling of emptiness.
Just because you cannot see me, does not mean I'm not there.
I'm the kiss hidden in the rain drop that lands on your cheek.
I'm the beauty in a butterfly that flies graciously along your path.
I'm the brightness in the sky at night to guide you in the dark.