Does it really matter
Whose fault it was
What’s been done
Can’t be undone
Anyways

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World Divided
I sit here alone
waiting on the edge
harsh reality

I love your grace
Always seeing beyond
The ruins left
In the wake of sin
I love your strength

The battle rages on
Leaves me weary
Restless and weak
But at
This moment

In the street.
Pensive glares pregnant
with meaning. Imagined
Memories. Greetings between
Former lovers wrenched

Can you
Unravel the lies
You tell yourself
To make it through
Your uneasy

In this life
We have moments
Both good and bad
We have them all
But the best moments

It’s been 14 years
Since we’ve spoken
14 years
In which I’ve tried to
Bury my regrets

I’ve lost it again
The words were just there
Right on the tip
Of my mind
Now they’ve descended

I don’t know
if you read these things
But if you do
I’ll take your silence
as a