The Split.....

Broken shadows of a dream …..
once held in such high esteem
Youth foretold it’s rugged path……
one day knowing it would not last
The growth of two untwined souls………..
stretches forth in the cold
Twisting ….writhing….never meant to stay …
but, searching for that better day
Frustration mounts ….and civility slows…..
Anger must not come to bear
Too much history once was shared……..
laughter once though dimly lit
could not sustain thru this shift
to much history to much pain
to much unforgotten ……..to much blame
the strength of one is not enough
tired now…the roads to rough
little souls ….you’ll be okay…for
what lies a head….is a brighter day.


©2009