confused

and memories empty into sin 
a life of lies 
as you tell

and i am dying in my silence of solitude
looking back way back

into my special places of my heart

where feelings and you combines
as my heart endures 

places does not matters but us
as we lived into this love

as we so often love of lies and pain 
looking for that peace so often spoken

now uneasy to the broken pieces
lost to the silence untaken
 
you now sit with folded arms
thinking of what love could have been