Lately all my hearts have been breaking
My knees have been shaking
Save me from this game that I have been playing
The decisions I have been thinking of making
Let us go back a second
My hands on the clock and the tears on this page do not lie
Do I have blood on my hands, or is my heart just bone dry
When you give your heart to someone
You might never get it back
I pick up my rucksack, grab a ice pack and head for the tarmac
I wish I had known that after all this
I’d still be alone heading for the unknown
Some say patience is a virtue
Let us hold our hands in hope
Someone will eventually search for you too
Trying to bury my happiness gave me a grave of my own
The search is still on and time will tell
It’ll either be us or your name set in stone
POETRY 