Feeling my way in the dark,
feeling the way with no sense of direction,
feeling my world torn apart,
and picking up the pieces of my heart,
picking up the pieces of my broken heart,
and picking up the pieces,
while stumbling blindly looking for the path,
the path out of heartache,
the path away from pain,
the path into the light,
into the light again,
looking for the path,
with lovelessness and heartbreak rattling around my brain,
and as I walk forwards feeling my way in the dark,
looking for salvation,
looking for the solution to lift me up out of the sadness,
the sadness that lovelessness and heartbreak does impart,
and I wonder how I got here in the first place,
I wonder how the love disappeared,
and departed from me, and from us,
and I wonder where it all went wrong,
but it is all but a blur to me,
a blur and trying to figure it out is an anathema to me,
and an unwanted misery,
oh, lovelessness and heartbreak,
how it skews your mind and how it torments you,
and how it dismembers your ability to think clearly,
and how much harder it is to decipher the truth from lies,
and how hard and how painful it is,
when the one you loved so cruelly left you behind,
and when you have so many feelings raging around inside,
and you cannot figure out which way up you should be,
and in the heartbreak and in the tears,
you begin to lose your mind,
and you begin to have to fight hard for your sanity,
as you feel your way in the dark,
and as you feel the way with no sense of direction,
and as you feel your world torn apart,
you try to pick up the pieces of your heart as best you can,
and you stumble blindly looking for the path,
the path out of heartache,
the path away from pain,
the path into the light,
the path into the light again,
but will you ever find love once more,
and will you be forever changed?
who is to say, who is to say, it is still a gamble,
and the question if it is right will always remain.
