I'm told that time is a friend,
A friend that helps make amends.
Then why does this wounded soul not heal?
An unkept oath, a broken deal.
From friend to foe
And yet not so?
"Forgive and forget" is what I'm told,
yet this soul has become a barren land. Distant. Cold.
Alas, in the darkest depths of the soul is a light;
A dove with wings takes flight.
From friend to foe
And yet not so?
Memories linger in my mind,
Distant figures, tears that blind.
Thoughts of us, what we were;
I, the adultered sacrifice, forgotten at the altar.
From friend to foe
And yet not so?
Tears filled every crevice of my being
Until they fled, taking wi
