Bared from what tied it.
Do not let that heart wander.
May not find way back.
My escape
Bared from what tied it.
Do not let that heart wander.
May not find way back.
Words with past shadows.
Pen became my confidant.
I write for my heart.
Where to go from here?
A perplexed heart just asks me.
Anywhere but him.
Afraid to ask you,
For you might deny it all.
A dream it remain.
The past didn’t kept me.
Nor this present would have me.
Where will time take me.
What her eyes didn’t see.
Emptiness that lay ahead,
Loving his vague heart.
Pen is back in hand.
They waited for her return,
Old frayed blank pages.
Love came with summer
Winter but called him away
Memories couldn’t leave.
Don’t love my torn heart.
It no longer remembers,
That feeling called love.
Over the gone years.
Reluctant old friends we were,
Silence and bruised me.