Broken connections,
haunt my dull mind.
Loss of affection,
leave trails behind.
Where did my friends go?
Who are they now?
Warm hearts turned so cold,
eyes filled with clouds.
A broken friendship
strums heart and mind.
A lonely steamship
without a bind.
Why did crossroads meet?
Why did we break?
Were we incomplete?
Was it all fake?
Memories linger
throughout each day.
Point a stern finger,
empathy sways.
It served a purpose
time just ran out,
scratch at the surface
release all doubts.
Greater wise lessons
cement alone.
Inner progression,
forms bright zones.
– Grace Y Estevez – Reddy
Written for FFFC #231 hosted by Fandango
