In the wake of a broken heart….
I hid myself, inside of myself,
It was the fear of trusting again that did it.
I locked the door, I drew the blinds,
rebuilt the walls I hid behind.
Swore that I would never feel that way again.
Swore that there wasn’t any way that a man
could be worth such pain.
Isn’t it funny, how the human heart,
can so override your brain?
Tell you truly, that the plans you’ve made,
were just copouts to conceal the pain?
The time has passed, as it always does,
And someone has found me, inside of myself,
Reached in… and drew me out of myself,
And helped me see past the pain.
To the promises I’d heard before,
Only THIS time,
Without the echoes that come in empty words.
To the realization that perhaps, I wasn’t the broken one,
Restoring the freedom… to this bird.