Hearts gone cold

Swan Song

If I should die, know that I'll rejoice
Not for want, nor for choice
The thought of my life flashing before my eyes
Every second with you the best of my life

Feverishly I dream, reluctantly I wake
Facing that my confession to you was a mistake
The path charted, the course is clear
The journey takes me from who I hold so dear

Repeated words fall flat, and lack luster
Still to say them takes all that I can muster
With every plea, your heart further hardens
I chip away then seek a pardon

How now can this spell be broken
I wish now that the truth had not been spoken
As I bow my head and close my eyes
I dream of clear and starry November skies