Is there a place for freedom
Is it inside the womb of someone else?
When I tried to enter your heart
You said, “I know who I am”
and broke the key off in the lock
You taught me to cry like only a man can
To ask why goodbye lasts longer than love
The world I was made of, so much of what I was,
is so long ago I finally shed its meaning
The movie we made has a new actor
I went to where the river only looked at me
But the river I found was a reflection
of light skipping past my heart
to the place memories try to deny
They’re tired of how my life used to be
You haven’t decided what you want
You only know I’m not it
Whether it is flying low scattering seagulls
or wearing sunglasses for a cloudy dawn
It won't save who I used to be
Mark Lecuona (author) from Austin, Texas on December 23, 2018:
Thank you breakfastpop. It is intended to recognize love that was real but now only lives in my memory.
breakfastpop on December 23, 2018:
Your words are beautiful and so, so sad.