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

As nausea lurks in my throat
Tears hurt my eyes...

As the water cascades across the glass
Can barely see through it...

Coughs up blood
Clutching a wash basin...

My day over
Time to go to bed...

It was drizzling mildly today morning
Making me wonder if I should make the effort...

Memories
What a profound word...

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

Will it ever end?
I wonder...

He walked away
With my heart...

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