The pain ever so slowly will fade,
However a stain still remains,
Leaving a broken spirit alone and afraid.
Tenderness is a pleasure of the past,
Love has been a treasure spent; not meant to last.
It seems situations in my life are not going right,
Feeling down, the light has gone out; you’re not holding me tight.
Darkness has fallen on my soul on a sunny day,
Forced to start all over again, the only choice is to find a way.
I reflect on all the petty nonsense that angered me,
After you left, none of that made sense, why did I disagree?
Moving on these lessons I will heed
There is more to learn, still unaware of what I need.
I know my passion will burn again.
I’ll throw out my entire ration and finally erase this stain.
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