Unraveling, Alone Two Heartbeats

A whirlwind, an understatement of what this day has become Funny how it was a day where optimism would be welcomed in with open arms Only to have confusion be the annoying friend This is a book unraveling, sorry for the torn pages They’ve been through a lot of havoc since the story has begun Love in the air, just a lovely fairytale but only time can really tell But time remains slow like watching a quarter fall into a wishing well Is it the reason why people recite, “Wish you well”? A storm is on its way, it’s haunting the leaves with a thrashing breeze Although the initial signs remain unseen Fear, is it really or is just a sense of fog Doesn’t matter, the outside is protected by the window of fiber glass While this desk resembles a cage and this body, an agitated tiger Let it out, let it out Only alone with a second heartbeat can the monster speak in silence and riddles It is the mission meant to be but the heartbeat is mistaken and the epiphany is left unknown Time is steadily creeping by, doesn’t help much The yearning feeling is back and steadily growing This constant shivering is shaking and shifting Is it so wrong to just want confidence from a single loving smile It’s incomprehensible to the one listening yet everything to the one chasing The obstacle for the moment is the echo of sleep lingering The cold air and soft words are acting as a temporary lullaby Yet this lone heartbeat acts as an alarm clock shaking off the igloo, frozen and comforting Out of all of this, out of all of this One question remains: is the world ready for the rose to bloom again Is the world ready for the resurrection of the million smile march Would it be pure luck or karma running the show Giving a decent reward for the many years of trials Maybe one day this lesson will be learned, just not today Could this be a misread interpretation of a miracle to reclaim something dead and withered A dream to pick lively from memory to cradle, to cherish, to call it hopefully forever A voice, tiny but audible, brings a warning to wait and watch The heartbeats were not meant to merge not tonight, not tomorrow Listening is replaced by impulse and dissolved patience and eagerness The bell has rung, the distant sound of a heartbeat fading … The world was never ready for it, not again It has shattered and deteriorated, twisted and bent permanently But it’s for the best; it’s time to let it go The voice, tiny but audible, says nothing; no “I told you so’s” It was a misread interpretation of a miracle to reclaim something fallen, withered A dream picked lively from a memory to cradle, to cherish, to call it a hopeful forever But it’s all it could ever be Forever a dream, never forever Forever alone, unraveling one heartbeat Now forever alone, unraveling one heartbeat