What If
I reach deep into the emptiness of my heart
searching for the reasons
the understanding, or the insanity
to help me explain
the 'how’s,' the 'why’s'
the 'what if things were different.'
Time and solitude are my enemies
I am no longer in the place
where the only emotions are
anger and resentment.
The hurt runs deep in my heart
I yearn for the times
when you smiled and I could see love
a love I could feel in my heart
Now... I just remember
the days as I search
for the reasons to explain
the 'why’s...'
the 'how’s...'
the 'what if things were different.'
