This life we’ve built
A house of cards
Cringing while it tilts
Afraid to release our guards

Afraid of what?
Being hurt by what’s inside
It’s only a paper cut
Though we’ve already died

Make your case
A thousand more times
You’ve stood your place
I’ve written my rhyme

Where do we go from here?
Should we make amends?
Should one disappear?

Never a dilemma
I believed we’d see
Forever a mistake
I believe you’ll be

I’ve taken up pen
and ink
and pad

I’ve written of then
Without a link
No love we had

I’d dare say
Our love was grand
If a love indeed
Was in our hand

Now on this far off shore
Across the sea
Is my love no more

I look for every reason
I search for a single doubt
For the strength to weather another season
For the heart to leave you out

Nothing would grant more glee
A single bit more sorrow
Than a memory free
Of you tomorrow

This black
This white
This lack
Of sight

What can I do?
Where can I go?
Where thoughts of you
Will never show?

Why does my heart torment me so?