My heart is so heavy
But the reason is ever so sweet
I carry you in it
The blue in your eyes became a storm
And the fierce fire that has burned within you
Is snuffed out by sheer madness
While your body is violently trembling like a leaf
Shaking from a lovers fading touch
Your flesh still burning
From the remaining bits of love
A distinct scent kisses your shoulder
And endless memories are pumping through your veins
The hollow reflection that stares back at you
From a sea of sadness
Tells you to keep on breathing
Gone is the ones so bright light
Replaced by never ending dark nightmares
Enveloping you like a cozy blanket
Though my eyes have seen it all
And my body felt it
I don’t know fear
I am falling through love and I am falling through pain
And once the pain subsided (as good as it gets)
I am falling through laughter and also through tears
And after I make my way out of endless tears
I am falling through happiness and I am falling through despair
But despair is such a dark place, I need to hurry and so
I am falling through rich times (and with rich times) I am falling through poor times
And while I keep on falling, I am falling while in the arms of an angel
The lines came to my mind while standing at traffic lights this morning, listening to a Marvin Gaye song, the sun shining upon my smiling face…..
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