“I’m suffering from harsh realities of yesterdays tomorrows

Events that take place leave me wondering

The simplicity of the word “why”

Is it important for the future?

Or just for the now?

What is it I am supposed to learn from this?

The only word that comes to mind is ‘mistake’

But my heart longs for fate

You are the answer

And I am the cause

I am left with amputated emotions

Creeping towards lukewarm acceptance

I lie facedown for your soul

My tears try to reach you

But you do not want to be found

Solitude only creates complacency

Which I think you are the master of

Locked your heart and broke the key

I’m glad you saved the rest for me.” -Shea 2002


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