The Past -

Struggle thru the long awaited days

The century like hours

Engrossen in a distorted haze

Denying all that’s left behind

Darkness is seen

Thru blindness in the mind

Dissimillar lives are led by two

Thru separation

Uncovered the truth

Reluctant feelings of skeptical cries

Thru all the pain comes the discovery of life

Seeking refuge in his usual way

Volatile behavior subject to change

Enslaved by her touch and freed by her chains

Bittersweet are the running tears

Falling just like the rain

Trying to recreate

What you can’t duplicate

Past tense what you used to have

Only reminders of the past