Rewind

“I try to slowly ease my mind,
But I can’t stop it from the rewind
She has fallen into for some time,
Going back to the past as a broken rhyme.

Trying to find some word, some reason,
More like trying to find a helpless needle,
For deep down I know, after many a season,
That there was no truth in the middle.

For our story hasn’t yet ended,
No finale to shred to pieces,
Just silence stretching what can’t be mended
And a heart that doesn’t quite know where pain ceases.”

Ana

Advertisement