Life throws you curveballs once you're up to bat Twisting and turning; better hold steady the bat above the mat The wrong technique could blow the game; focus and be ready Hold your ground, breathe slowly; remain calm and steady What's coming your way is often unexpected Starting with an invitation for entertainment that cannot be rejected To a darkened home from a romantic scene ****** from some fantasy You've imagined to feel something so right over and over again But once you've left first, you realize home is your destination for where you begin and where you end
What's done is done; you really lost when you think you won But even one victory doesn't shadow the vacancy that still lingers The emptiness fills you and it shows through shaky fingers The romantic scene you dreamed of has faded quickly The details of it all you remember vividly Reliving the fantasy, devoid of all reality Home plate is not a safe place to be
I wrote the first line of this and decided to continue on the same path.