the melody of a broken heart
no more skies
their dreams cascade
cold coffee
and liberty
inorganic ignorance
never was my thing
to be second best
in my chest still sings
could this be the melody of my broken heart
I can hear it faintly playing in the distance
maybe I’ve heard this before, in parts
or I just could of built up a solid resistance
traffic lights
and queuing time
empty thoughts
that can’t be filled
cause and effect
and circumstance
I just can’t do it
I just can’t control your will
the easy pain of symmetry
was your dark art
and you’ve played a tuneful melody
on my broken heart
could this be the melody of my broken heart
my minds still driving through that night my way
I hear the remnants of a world where we should bleach the dark
and I still hear the records that we used to play
all hopes fading
your pulling me down, deeper
as all the lights turn for sound
you burn me with your eyes
and I cant recall a single day
that I’ve felt ok or even calm
it seems I’ve swallowed down this melody
and all I got was a broken heart
could this be the melody of my broken heart
it trails its blood across the floor
you treat me like I’m just a certainty
and you know I’ll always come right back for more
maybe one day you’ll realise
maybe one day you’ll regret
what was lost was good
what was lost we can’t get back
a poem that turned into a song, though its without music at present.
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