I thought my heart was dying
In the
darkness of night,
With each beat it was crying
I thought
my heart was dying!
And then my tears were falling
A state of
fight or flight –
I thought my heart was dying
In the
darkness of night.
How does a sad heart find rest?
Knowing
love said goodbye!
My thoughts are in such a mess,
And all I
can do now is sigh . . .
These feelings I try to ascertain,
But without
her it’s not the same!
Epaphroditus© November 28, 2023
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