MY HEART IS LIKE A SYMPHONY

My heart is like a symphony

That sings of only pain.

Of all that makes a life worthwhile,

Only you remain.

Only in the thought of you

Safe and cared for well

Can I find happiness within

My self-inflicted hell.

Only in my love for you

Is there sufficient grace

For me to want to live at all

In this forsaken place.

Ah, God! Were life not beautiful

And love not full of light,

I could, perhaps, embrace the rage

Of an embittered night.

But as it is, I cannot help

But hope for what might be:

That though I gave you up, you might

Someday, somehow love me

(Yos Mo, 31 Maret 2010)