Underneath his heartless lies,
Did you not hear my heartfelt cries?
After the love I long went without,
Did you not sense my fear and doubt?
Living in fantasies crying through dreams,
Did you not hear my woeful screams?
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,
Did you not feel my jagged scarrs?
No matter where you look for my soul,
There is no place you'll find it whole,
Scattered across the moonlit skies,
Accompanied by hearltfelt sighs,
Shattered over the gentle rain,
A symbol of my silent pain,
Buried beneath the meadow fair,
Left with all the sorrow there,
It's lost among the stars this night,
Too far to ease my quiet fright.
You'll never find my soul or heart,
For simply.... they are torn apart.