Dying Heart

There’s something else waiting for us

Like hidden gems taking stage in a cave.

There’s birds that fly the sky .

There’s bats that pry the cave.

And I am now lose,

Inside me is you.

Your memories

My birthing heart dances,

Upwards and only upwards

Because it can see the righteous

End it shows me no mercy

It’s give you a touch

of me and my dying heart .