It was standing there
In the dark,
That the cold realisation hit meJoy had fled like the morning sun
All was dark and gloomy
The things that once gave Joy
No longer remainI am but a shell of who
I once was...Will I ever...
Breathe again?
Live again?
Laugh again?Can this heart
Which is pulsating
To a standstill...Ever beat again?
Yet, the Sweet Words of HIS Voice
Reverberate...Tell Your Heart To Beat Again
YOU ARE READING
ECHOES OF THE HEART
PuisiIt's something we all wish for sometimes. When no one else seems to notice, or care... When we just wish that thought, that pain, could be echoed. Amazing Cover by: @YaGirlAbbieee