Untill Healing Arrives
My nights stretch long, my sorrow runs deep.
In shadows and silence, I keep my secret.
My own flesh and blood is in pain, yet worlds apart,
This distance a thorn, pressing into my heart.
I reach out in dreams, to cradle his hand,
To offer comfort and help him withstand.
But fate keeps us parted, cold as the night,
Binding me when I long to take flight.
Each mile between us feels sharper than stone,
Yet I carry his burden as though it's my own.
In whispers and prayers, I send all my might,
Hoping he feels me there, holding his hand tight.
Until I see you, to offer relief,
I'll bear this ache, this storm of grief.
Though distance divides us, remember hearts that beat as one,
In sorrow, in love, until healing has come...
My nights stretch long, my sorrow runs deep.
In shadows and silence, I keep my secret.
My own flesh and blood is in pain, yet worlds apart,
This distance a thorn, pressing into my heart.
I reach out in dreams, to cradle his hand,
To offer comfort and help him withstand.
But fate keeps us parted, cold as the night,
Binding me when I long to take flight.
Each mile between us feels sharper than stone,
Yet I carry his burden as though it's my own.
In whispers and prayers, I send all my might,
Hoping he feels me there, holding his hand tight.
Until I see you, to offer relief,
I'll bear this ache, this storm of grief.
Though distance divides us, remember hearts that beat as one,
In sorrow, in love, until healing has come...
