Broken Thoughts

What will come of this
A wrong decision
Broken thoughts
Beating hearts
A bittersweet sensation

In the fall
The freedom lost
The knowledge gained
What is the cost
Of ignorance

Hearts crack
Lives are lost
Souls cry out
For something more

The battles rage
Ours skys go dark
Our thoughts grow cold

With glad remorse
The clouds roll in
The rains fall down
Something new begins

Oh the beauty of grace
The sun comes again
And dries our tears

There is bitter joy
In hearts won
And hearts lost

What brings us to this
Broken thoughts
beating hearts. . .