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Can't Forget

1/1/10

Through the dark, looking for light.
Everything is empty after that night.
No meaning, no smiles.
Just heartache, regret.
Eyes blind to see. Ears deaf to noise. Lips cut off from taste.
Pain and confusion match my blank soul.
Give me a meaning.
Give me some hope.
Give me something true.
.........something honest and right.
The past is gone..but in truth it is not.
That one regret hovers...never forget.

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