Night skies and broken hearts

Beauty hides in tragedy.

Night skies and broken hearts,
Crying eyes and covered scars,
A recipe for beauty laced in disaster,
Love in dying souls, pain is the master.

Bottles of liquor and dreams of forever,
Cigarette smoke clouding the river,
Wishes of death and an endless endeavour,
Hearing their screams, the air is in shivers.

Two people walking down the train's tracks,
Suddenly the darkness, broken by light,
The longer they stare, their eyes fade to black,
Air breathes tragic, something's not right.

The light's coming closer, they won't seem to move,
Finally found, an answer in truth,
Neither of fear, nor failure to choose,
Just two broken hearts, and a love they won't lose.