Pool Of Pain

sometimes stories deceive and lie,

the ones that challenge our hearts to cry,

from a moody disposition,

to sadness found in a breakup position,

our hearts have been turned,

by that pool of pain that continues to burn,

to know the ever present,

will spin around from situations not so pleasant,

roving eyes that wander to another site,

to be feelings inside of joy and delight,

suddenly emotions come through,

not thinking of what the other may do,

for love has fallen between the cracks,

in how we get used to the same old tracks,

losing out on the bliss of long ago,

two in arms they once came to know,

so, one will make time to shed the tears,

while the other will dread of those crying fears,

for here was a lifetime to live,

of love and duty over years to give,

but, the routine never changed in name,

living daily and feeling much the same,

so how does comfort come to be thrown away,

the love over time they shared each day,

it has been set in our quests of trial and pain,

that we only add to what is gained in rain,

for change is something we all must understand,

as we cope with what we capture among this land,

the wondering will come on long and lonely nights,

to be evident from tears as seen from the lights,

now far away from what love came to be,

we've come to drown within a pool of pain we never thought we'd see.

18 March 2000

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