Heart to Heart

Its like knives in your heart

Its like you are breathing but not

The world moves

But you don’t

You stand still in that one moment

When it all crashed

The infinite waves of sea, see you through the night

But what of the day that remains behind?

Alas, its a wish unfulfilled

And solitude is its name

Its not the happiness of alone

Its the sorrow of loneliness

That when you breathe deep

Takes you to that interval

That place where you were, but not

That place where you were, but didn’t want to be

Its a place of nothingness

And solitude is its name.