The wind blows hard
The water gets harsh
The voice fades
And then the heart breaks....
Who? When? What? How?
I know nothing at all
The face is familiar
But I fail to accept the liar,
Past memories linger like a sweet perfume,
A slow poison to some
A murderer to many.
And for me.... It's LIFE!!
Did i ask for too much??
The truth is what I claimed..
But.. instead
Words were torn apart, faith - burnt alive,
Fear engulfed the present and the future,
Leaving me at a slow pace
To step into a new phase.
New Phase???
Time it will take
For pain is a battle I fight with haste.
Diana Roberts -
