By caroline
Date: 14 December 1997

Healing in the Darkness

My heart is like a book of stories, 
Their tale told through my eyes.
All of them seem empty now
Without you there to tell.
Darkness all around me now
I sink lower as it’s slave.
Overcome in my heart with nothingness, 
I’m lost without your love.

One day I’ll find my way
Out of this maze of loneliness.
And soon I’ll see less of the black, 
I’ll be it’s master then.
My heart will soon begin to heal
But it will never be whole again.
There will always be a little piece missing.
For that is the piece I let you keep, 
When you walked away for good.