PARANOIA of a BROKEN HEART

In the waters of fantasy the shadows march As the dark waves of dreams keep twirling in an arch The rivers of joy had long been dried up Peals of sorrow struck like a loud thunder clap. In the depths of the grave the ghost awakes As the leaves are gathered, and the fire awaits Tears were shed as the heavens cried Drowning not the grief as it tries to hide. In the fires of anger hope burnt away As the hands of bitterness grip the heart all the way Slabs of unforgiveness blocks the mind's highway Blocks all the hurts, but keeps happiness at bay. (Written for a friend who cried his heart out to me because of a love lost.)