The Day

of all the days i could miss you did it have to be today if i could just carry something that did not speak of you i'd throw it down and leave it but alas that something happens to be within me and of course on this day i have use of it maybe tomorrow i could lose it on a walk and just float away into a place where this piece of me that is you is no longer needed but not today because fate has intervened and left me here to be your toy yes destiny has a sick sense of humor playing with the time i have and enjoying the sorrow you have exposed can you not see i have lost me in this trial am i to be found guilty simply for what not being the coward you turned out to be am i to be judged by you and found lacking why my choice was wrong i should not have chose you but then again my chosen voice has not a mind or a will this part of me i wish to ripe out has become a weakness i no longer can control it waits for you believes in you how can this be i am no longer myself i should stop now and hope that in time you will forgive me this heart of mine you have been set free while i have just giving up maybe i am at fought maybe i am the reason or just maybe it is just that day i had to miss you on today