A heart tugging at it's own strings.
Playing it's own sad song.
A song of weary, tearful pains.
A song of love that's gone.
"For good!! the heart echoed these words, as a tear it sheds.
It's broken state brings no peace as it's will have no love left.
It plucks on it's own heart strings playing a saddened chord.
The brain looks at the heart, thinks once then twice.
With as much logic as it could muster it spoke.
My love is gone. It ran to the hills and my heart plays this song.
My own tears will sing the beat and forever we will sing along.
The beat to this sorrow filled song.
The brain and the heart, along way from pleasure, have now only thoughts of pain.
I ask you this oh heart and mind, please play that tune for me again.
