Friday, 21 March 2014

Memoirs of a breaking heart

I see through clear eyes
They have been cleansed
With tears of blood
That seeped through the cracks
Of a breaking heart

My soul roams free
As it departs
From my dying body
My life has ended
You love elsewhere

I watch over you
As you lead a happy life
Not a care in the world
Over the one who left
Because you didn't see her

My footsteps echo
Through empty rooms
Memories that could have been
A life that should have been

Had you opened your eyes and seen...
~Shamshaad~


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