TWICE IN A BLUE MOON

TWICE IN A BLUE MOON

My tears open my heart and more tears come out.
I want to hear my hearts voice,she wants to shout.
Twice in a blue moon,i respect her.
In silence i feel her,i know she is there.


What is the need of the heart,when
all she gives me is unbearable pain?
What is the use of her,when all she
commands me to do is just be?


Twice in a blue moon,i search her truth.
She often cries about her youth.
Twice in a blue moon,i give her a hug,
but most often i have her as a rug.


My mind walks on her with indifference, 
my body uses her with no defence.
I leave her alone,crying in the dark.
My heart is my secret,deep,bleeding mark.