I sewed it up stitched all these dead end streets into the sewn up seams of my heartstrings unwind (unwound) like a petal pulled from an open flower surrounded by fields where children sigh but don't make a sound and don't break it off this searching for what we may never find and that says it all I hope that we will make it through the heartbreak that comes with just living through one day. All the good times that pass and all the friends we lose in a lifetime on our way. Here in this life we seem so lost. On this side of brightness we don't know where to go. I hope that we can make it through this night.