Monday, August 22, 2011

…fRaCtUrEd…





…fRaCtUrEd…
I never thought
This day would come…
Always thought that our love was real
And would never be over and done.

But here I am
Wondering what the hell…
What did I do so wrong?
Maybe time will tell…

You say “There is nothing wrong…”
Yet your demeanor suggests otherwise
I cannot read your mind
But something tells me, those words are lies.

So what can I do to fix us?
Nothing it seems…
It’s as if the only time we are good
Is when I dream

When I can sleep
And those nights are rare…
If I dream about us
It turns into a nightmare

One full of arguments
And days of silent attacks
You see you can’t resolve anything
When someone won’t talk back

So when words fail me
I have no recourse
But to hope for the best…
And plan for the worst…

You don’t understand how it feels
To be left all alone in the dark
You see I didn’t write this script
I’m just playing my part….

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