Torture
I live my life a quarter mile at a time,
always moving forward trying never to look behind,
I’ve lived and loved along the way,
I’ve been up and I’ve been down,
I’ve even been tossed away,
I’ve learned many lessons from A to Z,
Each one making me who I have become to be,
The hardest thing in my life has been love gone wrong,
It’s hard to watch someone you love ..love another,
It’s difficult to put behind you when there was no closure,
We all make choices and that’s when we make our bed,
Where our dreams are isn’t always where we lay our head.
You can be miles apart for years and years,
One thought, One memory or one dream,
And your right there when it brings them near.
A vivid imagination and memory,
Is both my curse and a blessing,
But you can’t just live in memory
when our lives are still happening.
Love to many is just a word
thats used to console, control or keep on the hook.
But not for me because my heart is real,
If I loved you once then I love you still,
Love comes in many forms,
There is a love for a child, a dad or mom,
But then there is a love made only for one.
It’s hard to except a love gone wrong,
Harder still just to move on.
But to watch from afar for your love to love another,
Now that can be one tough mother,
And will turn you heart bitter if your heart longs for no other.
(2013)
