Her Story

The cries, the untouched songs in the memory of her past
In awakening of the truth came the echo of her strife
When will she learn, when will the fight end for her to surrender?
Till the moments fade, she'll never learn what was truly inside.

A love so pure once given to her by a heart so willing
Never did it ask for salvation but a mirror of her insatiable being
The entire scene was a crime waiting to be solved
But the witness now walked away with the evidence never to be found.

His conscience playing a mind game with a pure heart
Shattered was the hour glass as the mirror fogged up with his betrayal
The ocean flooded with the tears of anxiety of a crying heart
No where to be found was the charity of a heart that was once pure white.

Darkness cluttered the horizon as the sun failed to show its ray of colours
The moon descended only to peep through the clouds of disaccord
Truly there is still a mindful person who is a guardian to a pure heart
'Where is he now?' she asked standing at the edge of nothingness.

Stung once and she learnt never to trust again
Come twice and she'll start to fade away
The angels cried to her one night to surrender and retract
But her heart was too vain to close its doors from the matter at hand

An unforgiving heart never finds a way to forgive a dying soul
Clenched to her fist was her sorrows that will never find a home
She chose not to vacate for the opportunity of a new beginning
Instead she walked through the darkness endlessly to search for its ending.

Whose fault is it now, who is to blame?
Can't she tell that the burden was not for her to keep
As I count the days her sadness far too many
I pray that my life seeks forgiveness and never choose the life in vain.