When Its Over

There is always that hidden desire
to reach out, and live a life
or love hard and faithfully
but you can lose
and be lost within you
alone listening
to your own symphony

You may find it for a while
so you try to live a lore
of everlasting love eternal
but there is always curtain fall
and nobody wants to cry encore
leaving you sitting in an empty theatre
holding wilting flowers

So when it’s over
Don’t ask for a comeback
Leave quietly through the side door
Don’t listen for laugher
Cos they could be mocking
Don’t listen for reassurance
Cos they could be your own

The wish to hold and be held
And to the end be loved
Is ever desired
yet seek not diamonds
among broken glasses
look within your innermost soul
and seek with your heart.