Things only make sense
In hindsight
After something happens
Which you cannot believe
Has happened
Why do people have to grieve?
What have I lost?
A chance to save?
So I could be a hero?
I don’t think so….
How could I have?
Done anything to change
The course of the last week?
The damage is already done
And I feel weak
Powerless to do anything
Powerless to change anything
Ignorant of the signs
The subtle hints
The clues that slipped by
Right under my nose
He could have chose
But none of those
Details mean a thing
They cannot bring
Someone’s life back
To the way it used to be
It will never be
The way it used to be
I will never be
The way I used to be
Not for her
And not for me
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