No More Drama
The curtain falls, the act is done,
No more applause, I won’t be won
By tangled threads of he said, she said,
A chorus sung where reason’s fled.
My heart, a stage once grand and wide,
Now craves the peace where troubles hide.
No space remains for whispered fights,
Or battles waged in flickering lights.
I close the door on endless scenes,
Of broken trust and shattered means.
My path unfolds, a winding way,
Where sunlight streams and shadows play.
Let others chase their frantic play,
I’ll find my solace, come what may.
For in this quiet, I shall bloom,
Unburdened by another’s gloom.
