Too Much and Nothing At All

How do you know when it's over When every last angry word has fallen Perhaps it's when the words are frozen Hanging there in contemplation Never to be said.. It's not that there is no longer the love there It's the passion that's been scuffed out That fire that reaches even the darkest places of the soul It's just mere embers now Nothing to help it ignite With no desire to warm.. Maybe it's just that the heart is tired Tired of the hurt Tired of the fight Tired of feeling everything And than nothing all at once..