The Past

The days and the nights Past away in a blink of my eyes My sadness was a friend of the fear And my eyes swallowed the tears. There grew the bliss of the pain And the bruises covered my heart like stain. The butterflies in my stomach Forgot how to fly Living in the darkness They wanted to cry The burning in my chest Never seemed to slow The pain lived inside my blood And grew in the flow My fingers were in search Something, I never found Like this, The days and the nights Past away in a blink of my eyes....