Torn

I see your face, no longer seen;  
Remember days, where love has been.  
I try to wash this mind, unclean,  
yet doing scares me so..
For trying to forget you, means I have to let you go.  

I live a lie in yesteryear;  
A thousand smiles for every tear.  
For all I want is with me here,  
Held not within my hand..  
For deep inside I hold a love that few could understand.  

Such suffering this heart does bleed,  
Cold memories fulfill my need,  
Thus chained by love, I'm never freed;  
So tortured deep inside.  
This harboring a love I know can never be denied.  

In quest for love, I search in vain;  
Encountering not joy, but pain;  
Take refuge in what thoughts remain,  
Of moments now long gone.  
When two young hearts were beating to the rhythm of just one.  

I cannot change our chances past;  
I play this role in which I'm cast:  
Reliving days that everlast.  
No way to right this wrong . . .  
Until the day I die, unto this heart you will belong  

I reach for moments left behind,  
For hidden treasures still to find.  
Forever locked inside my mind;  
This heart of mine forlorn.  
This world of mine, no more the same: in pieces, tattered, torn.  

As ageing wills this lifetime through,  
More solemnly I think of you.  
Is there still a chapter new,  
One final act to play,
Or will all that we are, be simply lost to yesterday.


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