the piece

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There's a piece of broken glass,

Sitting in my soul.

Blue as the ocean waves that passed,

The feeling's grown old.


Can I leave it with you?

Is there room 

In your peaceful soul?

For a piece of my by-passed storm?


And when I'm gone,

Will you remember

Who I used to be?

Even when we're so far apart,

Will you even remember me?


Ten cruel years later,

I hear a laugh I could never mistake,

Eyes shining brighter than they ever did,

I'm taken back to the summer we were just stupid kids,

Feeling real things.

You've grown into such a fine man,

I race over to say 'hello'

But 'goodbye' is thrown into my hands.

Next to you stands a beautiful woman,

A woman who would never understand


How a piece of me lies in you,

In your soul there must be a lot of room,

I said I'd see you again soon,

And I hoped

Fate would twist herself to our favour,

But now I see all my love sleeps in the grave you gave it.


Now I'll forever regret

Simply giving you a piece of me

And not my whole being

Because I was afraid,

Left it in the hands

Of unreliable fate.

And what did that create?

 Let that rotten piece of me disintegrate, 

For I am too late.



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