It all becomes much clearer
as the journey nears to the end,
that the pain felt in the heart
is what we had to contend.
I thought it all must be lessons
one each time my heart broke,
but that wasn't my story as
I wouldn't have made it a joke.
No tears today are falling
my emotions are quite still,
it's not that I am no longer caring
but that I might of lost the will.
Days of long ago
appear like a glimpse of yesterday,
reminders of the choices
that I Foolishly made.
This post first appeared on My Soul On Canvas, "Pictorial Prose", please read the originial post: here