10 January 2013
Butterflies flutter on by As I try to waste time. Sunshine pours through the curtains To shine on what once was uncertain.
Where the light puddles on the floor There are pieces of a broken heArt nevermore. There are tears leaking hidden fears.
But the shards have come together, And the tears are drying up despite the weather.
Words that were left unspoken Have now broken From the ball and chain That forced them to change.
New Beginnings • Opuss № I