Cemetery of Broken Hearts
Each of these wounds tell a different story
Of long lost love and relationship
Buried somewhere along my heart’s cemetery
Someday somewhere amidst all these graves
It will find its resting place
With an epitaph carved
By the very hands which killed this heart.
Sometimes when I sit alone
Staring at all these tombstones
With thousand knives piercing my soul
This is when I look up and cry
Hoping for the tears to heal
The bruises of my battered life
With each step that I take
A part of me dies a silent death
The people whom I left behind
Like the scraps of this broken heart
Lost somewhere in the sands of time
Some pieces which I may never find.
deserted town
Each time I look in the mirror
It’s your face that I see
You were the one who made me.
Each empty space I look
Each dark street I walk
It’s you I feel walking beside of me.
Each of my breath reminds me of you
And of every step that you taught me
And of every instant when you picked me up.
Why you have to go now
Leaving me, all alone to fend for myself
I couldn’t live without you, I should have told you
And now with you gone, life is nothing but an empty town
And I feel like a stranger amongst this crowd
Searching for someone familiar amongst the unknown.
