A few hours passed midnight
Eyes wide open
Thoughts come raging
Of what was left unspoken
Is it hate that rules
Or fondness doubled
Wonder what went wrong
That soreness bubbled
Hazy thoughts sway my mind
Is care a concern
Or concerned someone cared
Lucid dreamer as I stare
At the open starry sky
With a little hope
Clinging like the chime tied to my window
Assuring me the winds would bring the music back again.
