In my heart, the song does continue
With a melody unstrung and painful
Never as warm and predictable as
The wondrous song used to be like
I hear God call to the strings in my soul
His voice merely vibrates and leaves
I hear, but don’t even try to listen,
For the pain needs time to sink away
I don’t feel like dying, but yet
I don’t feel like living, either
While my heart can’t make up its mind
On whether to bleed or freeze
This pain is a nuisance, I wish it away
But how can it when it runs in my blood?
With a melody unstrung and painful
Never as warm and predictable as
The wondrous song used to be like
I hear God call to the strings in my soul
His voice merely vibrates and leaves
I hear, but don’t even try to listen,
For the pain needs time to sink away
I don’t feel like dying, but yet
I don’t feel like living, either
While my heart can’t make up its mind
On whether to bleed or freeze
This pain is a nuisance, I wish it away
But how can it when it runs in my blood?
Dark_Dreams
fireflynight
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