Dreams flash upon a crimsion sky as love dies.
The music fades. The heart breaks. Tears grace the cheeks.
I scream-yet inside only.
No one rarely hears or sees the pain that sears.
No one notices as my heart stops.
THe silence rings true.
It’s all I hear.
All the possibility. All the hope is shattered it becomes dust in the wind.
I hurt and fad away as it all ends once again.
Written to Possibility on the New Moon soundtrack