Of all the agony and pain
I still wonder
Why did you choose me?
I have the scars
That aren't pretty
I have the past
That I ain't proud of
I am a piece of mess
Not worth picking up
I am a broken pieces
Beyond any mending
Of all I am the one
Nobody would choose.
Then you said
Of all the agony and pain
I love your triumphing smile
The scar that runs deep
Has the most beautiful story to tell
The not so pretty past
Shaped into the most beautiful
Person in you
You are the broken pieces
Not meant for mending
But to be loved
I would choose not one
All can love but only I can.
For, you are chosen
Because of who you are.
It was a moon, I love
Knowing its unstability
Of showcasing the love
Sometimes full or sometimes none
But always a moon.
It was a moon, I love
Knowing its loneliness
Among the thousands stars
Sometimes it cries to sleep or lies wide awake
But always a moon.
It was a moon, I love
Knowing we could feel each other
For nobody else knew the song
Of loneliness better than us
It was always us; a moon and me.
The sky mourn my solitude
Concealing my roar with the thunders
In line we wept, pouring our heart out
In the land of agony.
A pregnant wind of silence
Was roaring in my ear
Whispering the words of comfort
In the land of strangers.
I wept the tears of diamond
In the claws of solitude
And my heart wasn't at ease
With the gnawing choatic silence.
With each passing days
It wasn't getting better
But heavier & heavier
And I am falling apart.
Lord! Take me away
Real away from here
At faraway place
Where I truly belong.
