Foxtrot

A Broken Past  I can't sing you a song I don't know if I am wrong I can just write a poem In these streets I roam Is it you that I miss And now do I reminisce  You exist  Like a mist In the words I write In my blurry sight In the texts I type In these tears I wipe Now you are just a thought Often thought by Foxtrot

  Once more you come into my mind And I let you inside There is nothing more foxtrot fears Than to remember those tears Just like this you slide In the memories I left behind I know time will go on But I could never move on If you could open my heart You would see it in pieces apart I never loved again Such was your pain It was as sour as a lime As bitter as any wine As thorny as a pine But, it did last a lifetime In those sketches I drew And in my shadow as I walk In my accent when I talk In this poem I sew In my lonely life  As I lay here on this cold floor Hoping you would open the door So I swing this knife In these words I feel you In this air I breathe you In the day light I see you Foxtrot is just an imagery of you