one poem from four ( hurt )
how could I have let this happen to me
I’ve fallen into the trap I’ve laid
I gave too much of my heart and mind
and got nothing of much in return to save
useless emotions that cloud my eyes
like thick smog in front of my face
just exemplify these tears are cried
over nothing but the loss of grace
ruined beliefs and charred memories
they mound the floor of your heart
friends tell of better times that dally
though you wonder if they’ll start
through the forest of anecdotal advice
a speck of light burns like a lone truth
you’ll be fine, maybe even finer than that
all good things for you will come true
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