The Pain
I shed a tear for that which was,
and what shall never be.
A dream struck down before the dawn,
unfettered love be free.
I walk my life on precipice edge,
like tightrope walker without his net.
Waiting for the fall to come,
where life and love be met.
This meeting with life's reality,
shall tear me all asunder.
Rip my heart out from my breast,
how can love hurt, I wonder.
But as in wounds, so heals my heart,
and I shall move along dear.
On down that lonely road of life,
away from you I fear.
Kevin F. Dustin
