My Heart Won't Beat Again

The streets are quiet, shadows roam,
Their stillness, it hurts me.
Each step I take feels far from home,
It makes my heart feel lone.
No warmth awaits, just endless foam,
For empty, it won’t beat again.

The clock ticks on but time stands still,
Its ticking, it hurts me.
The hours stretch as they always will,
It makes my heart feel trapped.
No future waits to break this chill,
And frozen, it won’t beat again.

The mountains rise with stoic grace,
Their distance, it hurts me.
They echo love I can't replace,
It makes my heart feel dry.
Their peaks are high, a lonely place,
Yet aching, it won’t beat again.

The autumn leaves drift to the ground,
Their falling, it hurts me.
Like whispers lost, they make no sound,
It makes my heart feel bare.
Each rustling leaf your name resounds,
But empty, it won’t beat again.

The winter snow blankets the earth,
Its coldness, it hurts me.
A world erased, no signs of mirth,
It makes my heart feel blank.
No trace remains of love’s true worth,
And silent, it won’t beat again.

The fire burns but offers no heat,
Its dimness, it hurts me.
Its flickering light feels incomplete,
It makes my heart feel faint.
A pale glow fails my soul to meet,
And distant, it won’t beat again.

The nightingale sings its lonely song,
Its sorrow, it hurts me.
A haunting tune where you belong,
It makes my heart feel void.
Its melody cries where love went wrong,
And mournful, it won’t beat again.

The mirror shows a hollow face,
Its reflection, it hurts me.
Eyes that tell of an empty space,
It makes my heart feel gone.
No spark remains, no warm embrace,
And shattered, it won’t beat again.

The letters written, left unread,
Their silence, it hurts me.
Words of love now cold and dead,
It makes my heart feel faint.
Each line recalls the tears I’ve shed,
And bleeding, it won’t beat again.

The world moves on, but I stay here,
Its motion, it hurts me.
Your absence is my deepest fear,
It makes my heart feel lost.
Though life surrounds, it’s you I revere,
And longing, it won’t beat again.