aimusic.one

A gloomy Thursday night,
there’ll be no moonlight.
as dark clouds won’t allow,
and won’t let reasons flow.
the skyline lacks remorse,
and hate is on its course.

Soon the resilient chain
that links these hearts
will turn brittle within

Toxins of selfishness,
burn even the sturdiest.
venom of the proudest,
kills even the mightiest.

Soon the resilient chain,
will turn brittle within

Bit of sincere apologies
could have been fine
like sweet bitter wine
it’ll wash away enmities

All scars shall fade in time
the sun soon will shine
bask in it, hand in hand
back will be, laughter and fun