Some things we learn so slowly... Some things we never learn... Some things we learn the hard way... The only way to survive a broken heart is to leave Cupid's broken arrow and hope it heals with a scar before it drips and drains all remaining life from your heart...
The spell was cast by memory
With the wanderlust of a rolling stone
Traces of broken dream’s dust and ashes
Fell like love cast out with a claustrophobic moan
A broken heart could not convince me
Every heart has not a home
Into a world without an island to feel a tranquil peace
Born of mother earth, into a race where faded memories were erased
Journeying out into an unknown raging sea, before learning to walk the land
Dreams of some lost abandoned safe haven, an illusion
Welcoming shorelines were never discovered by this soulful man
A world where what’s lost is rarely found
Where square pegs never fit the round
When the die is cast from molten life
It cools and forms flesh and bone
Insignificance, abandoned, left feeling like a heart without a home
In the end the faded memory is chiseled and scribed on some forgotten mossy stone.
In a distance I hear the eerie silence
The ship's final soul has sailed on a windless sea
Drifting infinite fathoms, the icon of a loveless being, another random lifetime lived,
like a lonely sunken ship of treasures, lost in the darkness undersea.
like a lonely sunken ship of treasures, lost in the darkness undersea.
I’ll walk another endless mile always knowing,
there will never be a home for my heart in the world ahead of me.
Reborn into a world where every passing thought becomes a fading dream
Love may be the last gasping breath left unbreathed
Belonging is a walking contradiction of my self esteem
Oh! heart and soul be set free...
Exhausted and weary of struggles, forsaken by gravity
No longer resisting the absolute surrender, the final choice that sets your soul free...
© 2012 Harlon Rivers… September 27th, 2012
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