[Written: 2024-11-25]

A forgotten woe shook me tonight,

A love letter found in the basement at twilight.

A friend was lost and possibly more,

A guilt that resonated to my core.

It was only after you walked out the door,

That I realised how much you I did adore.

I don’t want it to happen again,

A love lost; a love found; I will have to pretend,

That one is more important than the other,

I don’t deserve you my beautiful lover.

Every time I believe there are no more tears,

I find stock piles of worth years and years.

I can’t find the strength you have to stand so tall,

So, I just curl into a ball and down the hill fall.

I slip into my past life right now,

I am chased by ghosts past and present, that force me into a bow.

To endure this pain more I have but no choice,

These words are no escape because I have lost my voice.

So, I will take the hits of my memory blow by crushing blow,

The cost in pain of my forgotten woe.