THE TRUTH WITHIN - By Sylvia Salima

THE TRUTH WITHIN

The Violin in his hand, His mind is at a far
The tears held within the winds resemble his sorrows
The strength in his voice, the pain in his soul
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul

The smiley face fades like the watery paint 
The thought hit him like a dream in broad daylight 
Patient was his virtue, but sorrow was to overcome 
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul 

His silence got the best of him 
Now his pain cant be faded by her words 
He would rather hold her than leave her,
His words wont change her mind 
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul 

She was a treasure worth keeping
but the wrong treasure for him 'she once said 
Healing the truth, Healing the wounds 
Regret is unbearable, Time is at its essence 
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul 

Sometimes the truth makes us walk away without a word 
Sometimes it avoids us hurting the treasures in our lives 
The best he hopes times forgives him 
But it never does it reminds him the constant mistakes of his silence.


- Written by: Sylvia Salima