An Aching Heart's Last Beat

Slowly in ones and feeble twos The heavy pain made the heart shrew Corrupting the thick muscles of the heart, let living a few And infecting the feelings too But now it is silent like an empty room Unlike the blaring rays of the sun, but like that of the opposite, moon Now the pain had all gone, and dead But replaced by a lifeless silence instead Now it lay alone on the cloudy bed Ruled by a boring eternal death