The Drain

Steam can't hide tear drops 
The sound of water, sobs 
They're back again, thoughts once forgotten
Of a Lover lost 

It was on a summer night, we met 
Now Winter's chill reminds 
No wedding ring, No vows were made 
Only Love, the tie that binds 

And when I'm in The dark place now 
The memories do flow 
As if He tries to ease the pain 
But, like a thorny vine, it grows

And so, I shut the water down , and try to refrain
From thinking thoughts of things that Died
And Live the Life I've made 
With my thoughts, my sullen mood 
Drips slowly down the drain 
I dry myself, Anew once more 
Until we meet again
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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