Harbored No Love

I broke my heart against those treacherous rocks.
Trying to reach a shore that harbored no love.
I sailed away but was beckoned back time and time again.
Like an unanswered prayer whispered from trembling lips.

I was breaking my soul fighting through stormy winds.
Lured like a sirens song that change would come.
My soul beat through flesh and mind.
Felt the striking pain as it pierced my core.

But those trembling lips whose whispered prayers bled for love
Became screams of silence as my soul dimly quenched the fire
Those treacherous rocks and stormy seas
Just an illusion, an empty mire.

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