Ninety days....

September 19, 2008

Three months have gone by. Life goes on as before.. With unexpected and sudden Dagger-stabs of sorrow. I keep them hidden. The wounds bleed into my heart… Or is it my heart that bleeds? Why do these seeds Of sorrow tear me apart? When will I cross the ocean of woe And reach serenity’s shore? We didn’t speak to each other often…then why Do quick tears make my eyes sting and smart?