arrival
standing in the same place
I stood yesterday
but my shoes have two more holes
than they did before
and the ache in my chest
spread up my neck
and my face is hot with heartbreak
I could walk foreward
or I could walk back
either way I'd end up
right where I am
my world is a sphere
of rage and regret
and it doesn't take long
to circle back
I've walked over oceans
I've trudged beneath fences
trying to get to some other where
trying to be anywhere but here
stuck in a rut
tripping over my own edges
leaving me broken bored and
endless
Your soul captured by the photo lens - now fades like the memory of your voice - I would give anything to hear once again.
You left a wound which time will never heal - an absence so great it took my heart along with it - now I am an empty shell of who I once was - pretending I have moved on.
You are a face I want to always remember - yet time is stealing you away from me - memories become hazy - stuck with photos of when we were young.
You are a ghost which will always haunt me - a lost love my heart still searches for - a farewell I will never recover from - a grave my feet refuses to draw me near.