In the soft dawn light
wounds were exposed
and secrets were told.
A familiar song’s heard down the hall
churning out a cold goodbye.
Broken bright tunes dance from the room.
They shine on your grave, growing dimmer.
She strolls out with her head held low
carrying the broken promises
stolen from the desperate and alone.
The air is heavy and cruel.
You speak your case
hold your breath
and beg her to stay.
But you know it’s fruitless
like wishing for life before time.
She floats up and takes to the sky.
Leaving you breathing goodbye.
The mean beautiful creature
leaves your heart lying in space,
crawling on the stars
trying to find its way back home.
Will she be away for long?
Only time will tell.
Let’s hope it speaks the truth.