Dreams and hopes that once filled her head
Have been replaced by fear and dread
Though in her heart love still resides
It sits broken by the divides
Bridges have been made in the past
But none still stand and none will last
The divides widen day by day
In the maze she has lost her way
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Divided
Days Gone By
She looks at what she’s become
At all she’s built that’s come undone
Memories still linger on
Of the days that are long gone
Of a life that she could not keep
She sees now only in her sleep
But still each day she puts on this show
How broken she is they’ll never know
She’ll smile and pretend everything’s right
But behind closed doors, tears still fall each night
In The Rain
Rain drips down, cleansing the air
Moving slowly and with care
Falling softly upon their skin
Others head for shelter within
Yet there they stand, the only two
Each other’s eyes their only view
Lost in a moment, no notice of
The rain that’s falling so high above
The clouds subside and the sun shines down
And on her head glows a glistening crown
Savor The Journey
Closing my eyes at your tender touch
Never before have I felt so much
As I do when you hold me near
And the future just seems so clear
But all that matters is here and now
Being lost in you, wondering how
Luck could have shifted in my favor
Giving so much for me to savor
So on this journey I go with you
To explore a world so bright and new
Broken Wings
She sits with broken wings
Her heart no longer sings
The quietest tears she will cry
As she stares longingly at the sky
All the things she will miss
As she falls from that bliss
That breeze will now just pass her by
Now that she can no longer fly
Stolen Time
Time stolen never to return
How to cope is what we must learn
Moments lost with those we love
For the things we put above
The things that should have meant the most
And now those times are but a ghost
But was time stolen or just misplaced
For we are guilty of our own waste
Yearning
Sweet musings seem to fill my head
Yet tempered each day by some dread
That once more happiness will fade
Dashed to pieces by life’s sharp blade
Those pieces then scattered by the breeze
Taken higher than the tallest trees
Out of my grasp and out of my reach
So to the heavens I would beseech
That one day soon this feeling may return
So that its loss I would no longer yearn