The Sorrow of Loss

"Now matter how much you may need to, it is never easy to call it over"

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In the misty time of memories past

She touched heart and made me laugh

In love’s embrace for sorrows fast

I should have know it could never last

 

  A year flew by in happiness

A second followed in total bliss

But by the third it had gone amiss

as our love slid into the dark abyss

 

  I closed my eyes and held my breath

I refused to see our loves slow death

She threw her barbs in twisted jest

And drowned me in her selfishness

 

  In desperation to turn the tide

I bought her gifts and tamed my pride

But the glacial cold of that which died

Froze our bed and chilled my hide.

 

  So now I’m sickened to my soul

Of how I allowed it to unfold

But most of all I hate the toll

Of the pain I gave her to end it all.

 

  ‘Cause despite my anger and chagrin

I’ll still love her to the end

I dream of days that might have been

And my heart still aches to be her friend

 

 

Published 15 years ago

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