Fighting the Tears
I stood on the corner of heartbreak and sadness
Collected the coins from the fountain below
Emptied my pockets of forgotten wishes
Held out my hands and had nothing to show
Walked on a path of the best laid intentions
Cursed at the sun still refusing to shine
Fell to the side of a wall in the garden
Down with the daisies that never were mine
Caught in between what the people are saying
Hearing the echoes that flow on the wind
Whispers of hope still they sit at the table
Pulling up chairs just about to begin
What can it be when a dream fills a vacuum
Future endeavors a bit out of reach
Just like a ring you can’t grasp as it’s turning
Signing a contract you’re destined to breach
Looking for shadows midst silhouettes playing
Just one more glimpse is now all I do ask
Merely a word in a voice I am missing
Pleading for peace is an unending task
Lost in a world where my minds an illusion
Left all alone, grasping tight all the blame
Wishing this end was a forgone conclusion
Fighting the tears as I call out your name
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2021
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