To You

Surrounded

by the
memories
that
persist
on
any
given
day,
squeezes the hurt,
out
comes
the pain.

We could use
a
little
time
for
ourselves,
to
get
away.

Talk things out,
have
our
say.

Reflecting back
on
the life
that
we
have
lived,

we
shared
our
tears,

we
know
our
sins.

Individual
or
collective
we
stand
or
fall.

S
t
r
i
p
p
e
d

to
the
soul,
i
bare
it
all.

Closest
to me,
are
the
ones
that

I

have
hurt
the most.

A
burden
I
carry,
forever
to
hold,
for
failing
to
be
the
friend
that

I….

should

have

been;

to

you.

For Lisa

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