Captured moments in time Nestled between my fingers A treasured piece of that time Past feelings tend to linger Back to when you were mine Caught within a frame I hold this piece of you The only piece unchanged Unlike my love for you People tend to fade Into something unrecognizable Familiarity ceases to remain When I say I love you Tis a lie that holds some truth Reserved for the person you once were My beloved that you outgrew
You are the cage that trapped many. But binded so many more in legitimacy. While concentrating a dominant nature You still remain in your ghostly form. Many still taking you as you were But many playing with your eyes. You aren’t gone But to some they wish it was. I am not sure (How the dust settles.)
Relationships are complicated, and many people close to me are having marital problems. So this was written at a time of questioning if "Till Death Do Us Part" is a bit of exaggerative hyperbole.
I turned another page with my shaking coward hand I tried to start again, a new chapter seeming so right But then I realized that my shaking hand was sand Nothing was being written, nothing was sticking tight
I painfully fell down and my body just collapsed I couldn’t write a word without you on my page You were the reason why my happiness unwrapped And now you are the reason behind this awful rage.
I shouldn’t have forgotten that happiness is mine I shouldn’t have been bounded to you and only you The empty white page had given me a sign To rise above the scribbles that were vile and so untrue.
Forcing myself to write, I held the aching pen At first it was hard, it was tough and so strange But I chose to persist, to overcome it again. I chose to let go, to evolve and solely change.
And now everything is different, the shaking is all gone I wrote thousands of pages and a thousand more await I forgot all the shaking and why it had begun But I’m now quite sure that change is never late.