After the Storm
Like a storm she came into my life
And turned it upside down
Instead of routine and mundane things
We really hit the town
We moved too fast, as we travelled the world
To really consider the cost
But before too long, while swept by her tide
I started to feel quite lost
Where were the things that I held so dear?
When was there time to be me?
Why was the giving all one way?
Who am I? and who should I be?
So when the source of the good times ran out
She was quickly out the door
Couldn’t she see I loved her so much?
That I held her in such awe?
I know I shouldn’t really cry
These tears should not be set free
But the pain is so bad, and what makes me sad
Is I always thought we were we
Now when I actually open my eyes
The truth becomes suddenly clear
It wasn’t my love or my heart she desired
Her affection was never sincere
Now I shall have to rebuild again
A new phase of me will begin
The strength I have to console myself
Is the strength of my spirit within
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