Life has a way
Life has a way of twisting its truths...

White clouds scattered in the clear bright sky
Peace disturbed only by birds and airplanes...

Tears for a past that had long faded
From my album of memories...

Red hot flaming claws of anger
Grip me by the throat...

Staring at a brand new page
Wondering what thoughts to put down...

Nodding to foot taping music
Smiling as memories trickle in...

I see her smile across the room to something you...
And think what a lovely couple you both make...

Will it ever end?
I wonder...

Broken...defeated...
So tired of struggling the odds...

He walked away
With my heart...

Wish I could keep my eyes open
But the dream beckons seductively...

Curtains flutter as soft breeze blows it gently
And as the hour grows late buzz of the traffic...