Sound of a Broken Heart
The sound of footsteps receding
The door softly closing
The subtle patter of raindrops
“Pon the silvered window pane
Could a heart be heard breakin”
I’m sure I’m not mistaken
Since heartbreak seems
To always sound the same
Eyes stare into nowhere
As if looking to find there
A reason for this season
Of despair…
I never seem to stop makin’
These mistakes so oft’ heart breakin’
I seem to hurt most the ones
For who I truly care
The sound of a car door closing’
Means there’s no more supposing’
That this love affair was never more
Than just another failed affair
Seems some men were meant
To have always spent
Lives of loneliness ,
nights of teardrops and raindrops
Lives of quiet…dark despair
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2015
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