You saw the colours and vibrations
And heard the chorus of cries,
A symphony of frustration,
As notes pour from my eyes.
They create a song,
Only few can hear,
Made with each salty drop
Of every lost tear.
Then I heard your song,
As I heard your heart
But I didn’t know how to hold it
Instead I tore it apart.
Then I read your words
Daily, on repeat
Lyrics to a song unheard
A song incomplete.
Looking for meaning
For answers not there
I thought it About Time
That someone should care
But there’s no notes left,
And the sheet music lay bereft.
Just melancholic melody,
For we were never in harmony.
It’s time to leave the stage,
As you’ve silenced every instrument
Your truth I can never gauge,
Now you’ve bowed out, no accompaniment.
Who needs another sad song
Of days lost and love long gone.
The lyrics you never wrote,
Are a confession of all I mourn
And this final note,
A symphony of sorrow
For I ruined the chance of us ever having a tomorrow.
