• I have a piece of paper
    I keep my pen in hand
    I go to the page to draw a heart
    But I know that I just can't.
    Instead I let my mind
    Flow in an off-beat rhyme
    And then I am so shocked
    An automatic product;
    How many secrets have I buried?
    What emotions were kept hidden?
    Why did I lock this memory up?
    So much pain I had said "good riddance".
    But here it is before me
    My pencil still unlocking
    The closed doors of my past
    Of a painful, dead, romance.
    I could see his smile now
    As if he were right here
    And I shivered as I looked back on how
    He whispered into my ear.
    And oh, how I had been glad
    With the love I'd thought I'd had
    But when someone else had also taken part...
    I gasped at the pain of a broken heart.
    And my world seemed to collapse
    There was nothing but these wretched words
    and me and darkness all around
    And a sigh as those memories returned.
    I threw down the pencil quickly
    Crumpled the paper sickly
    Tossed it all with that last kiss
    Back to denial and its sweet bliss ~~