Must be taught by life's hardest times.
To love, to lose, and to love again,
This has become my new life.
I remember as it was before.
All I have is as it is now.
What should I think about what will be?
What sort of prize do I fight for?
I have never felt pain like this.
I hope to never again.
Yet, here I am in the same situation,
Trying to fight the same curse.
To love, to fail, to lose, and to fall.
To this I seem doomed yet once more.
My whole life is the same scene in a play,
With the audience shouting, "Encore."
I wish to be free of these shackles,
The shackles of love lived and lost.
I wish to move on to a new life.
I will pay whatever the cost.
Jonathan Stephen Bruce