This Old Soul

This cold and broken love now swells with feeling. Bitter somber words shatter a stone made of glass. A strength once unbreakable hides its tears in darkness. For light it would suffer, for warmth it would sacrifice. Give up the world and drift away for one just one more day.

Under rocks and floating on muddy seas, it crumbles and bloats so willing to bleed. Will there ever be a moment, a single grace of an angels face? Or will this thumping heart, tear apart leaving a bed of thorns in it's place?

There are oceans between them, and chapters one cannot ignore. There are trials ahead on this road now dead but aching to live once more.