In the crossfades of a mind, your memories come and go.
Its a vast enigma of pain, and a wealth of all sorrow.
You try to hide the pain within, hope it’s pure illusion.
You can’t escape the hurt inside, the disarray and confusion.
There’s a million questions that go unanswered, try it tho you may.
For pictures and theories, conjections even, pop up for you each day.
The loves you’ve lost you wonder “why”, what did I do so wrong.
Your memories replay over, like a miserable country song.
You ask the obvious, taunting questions, “was I simply not enough”?
The mind is clouded with every thought, which makes this rather tough.
Your torturing yourself and mind, with thoughts which bear no weight.
From a time thats already long since passed, a far and distant date.
And yet still, you sit and grieve, for what you’ve lost and found.
Wondering where your life is headed, where your road is bound.
You wonder if you’ll love again, as you glance at stars above.
Its seems like only fantasy, the thought of respect and love.
For everytime you try again, your heart is torn in two.
Its no wonder that you feel so numb, with all that you’ve been through.
They lied, they cheated, deceived your mind, with not so much as a sorry.
When at times it wasn’t hard to give, or even say an apology.
A person knows their rights and wrongs, but to own up they will not.
For admitting to these rights and wrongs, would surely stir the pot.
So all the afflicted can sit and do, is ponder what was done.
Wishing words wouldn’t hurt so much, like the pop off of gun.
But they do, and yes there’s pain, and we try to shrug it off.
Yet these people we come back to, as the light will draw the moth.
For those of us who feel all things, our hearts out on our sleeve.
We have no choice in mental state, not to dwell or grieve.
We grieve not for dead or loss of life, but for time we have yet wasted.
Which could have been spent exploring life, and fruits we’ve not yet tasted.
Do not expect the ones who afflict us, to understand any pain.
Their narcisstic tendencies, dont allow for such restrain.
Its your fault, no matter how the fight, so don’t engage with word.
For it goes in one ear and out the other, not one thing have they heard.
Because they are right, you are wrong, thats what they tell their mind.
Which is why they’ll keep on running back, from truth that they will find.
So just sit back, relax and breathe, altho tough it is to do.
And remember that their pain is theirs, and should not effect you.
People realize what the lose, if not through periods of time.
Its human nature as it stands, yet not a victimless crime.
Gain no satisfaction, for yourself, in the karma they will reap.
And do not engage in over thinking, forever losing sleep.
The time will come for them to see, the light the tried to dim.
For you that moment will seem unreal, but will you sink or swim?
Don’t let the poison seap in your soul, with all of what can be.
Remember these poisons only exist, deep within the memory.