To see the future of hearts going and will be broken,
Yes, you still have the power of past hearts unbroken.
And present day slowing down love itself to mention,
the thoughts of breaking one's heart feels unhappy like a youths detention.
Now my past is trying to creep on the present,
in and out of workmanship, never pleasant.
How do I regain sound sanity of the naked fruit,
lining up to follow suite,sharing my own hard worked loot,
speaking and helping with the man of professional boot.
Jamming and blasting my inner ears,
blaming my stupidity for my carelessness of past years
Will I feel the happiness of forgiveness again,
rather lock me up rot away in a jail.
Perhaps my only stay is solitary confinement,
the question of multi tasking cannot complete basic assignment.
But the power of music, sound itself may tend to heal,
and when the volume softens down,
here comes the day and night in which I cannot be real.
