As I enter the empty unbearable silence that echoes throughout my life,
My eyes start to fill with soft sorrowful tears of both treacherous pain and strife,
A pain that grabs at the pit of my heart and twists like an ulcer in my stomach,
with every tear drop another piece of my heart commences to break and plummet,
for a broken heart is indeed like the rains own sorrowful song,
that makes my tears flow and haunts my thoughts so all day and all night long,
where once a bright fire flickered in the depths of my heavy heart,
only dead dark ashes of chaos remain in the cracks where twas ripped apart,
I will try to rekindle the flame but with success I doubt,
for there is only one who can relight the flame...tis the one who put it out.
