Pain

The heart is heavy, the soul is bound
to free, it flutters, but falls aground
I recall her weak smile and frail body,
standing by the doorway
my heart feels heavy and the tears are wet
for all I remember is a silhouette
I remember bidding her bye and wishing her well
knowing very well, it was a goodbye and a farewell
the chord severed at birth, yet the pain is only now felt
the pearls of memories fray as your soul withers away
with your soul is my heart and soul bound
my soul will always be bound,
my tears will always be wet
my heart will always be heavy