Lights were out, she curled up in bed
Against her will, her mind flooded with memories
In the quiet night, she could hear her silent cries
She shivered and her heart ached
The sky was as black as soot, not a ray of sunlight
Mixed feelings in an endless loop, like the figure of eight
It took bravery to say goodbyes when feelings died.
With the passing of time, she was pacified
Time was all it took to mend the heart-or what was left of it
Muscular yet fragile, like a poorly wired circuit
So it was protected by a wall, and bad memories were buried
The sky was dark still, but across it was a streak
Sweet silver lining, a sign for a break
So against her melancholic self, she vied.
A new dawn, the past is bygone
Feelings rewake, butterflies resurface
A different route, a new pace
The walls are crumbling, this might be the one
The sky is clear and blue, nothing holds her back from soaring
Like a naïf, a shameless being
She surrenders to love again, to begin a new milestone.