The Cross I Chose to Bear

Broken love...

The Cross I Chose to Bear

Black is the night that I remember

when you crawled beyond my sight

liquefied, your heart slipped away

hopeless river through my fingers

as I saw you shadow slowly go

fading away in it's darkness

Shameful inheritance this testament

and the vision that haunts me

of brighter days gone long ago

by the hand of she who gave it all

in exchange for the indifference

abused in her feelings broken down to ashes

Hear me please, one more time I'll swear

Once again I'll yell my soul to the air

that will carry away my broken promise

The memory of you, the cross I chose to bear

Slowly my steps through a cemetery

cold and lonely are the tombstones

faded, damaged by the pouring rain

surrounded by spirits of the ones in pain

wandering alone without a way

ashamed under a sky without a heaven

Pale moonlight that lights the graveyard

Unsure her silver glow travels

through leave-less trees forever mourning

sole companions of your endless pain

cry amber tears for the brokenhearted

Bosom stolen from now empty chests

Unspoken word that lingered in a stare

by a pride too wide to fit between us

tore us into pieces as a guilty foe

embracing cheerful your final goodbye

the image of your burning picture

staring with forgiveness in it's eyes

Dishonored I forever remained

for standing silent under the storm

for letting emotions perform my act

through the shades of our existence

without a flame to show your path

through your bridges of desperation

Author's Note

Feel free to express yourselves