Like the sunlight wafts through the trees
it comes on naturally
The fighting begins and continues
like the fluttering of leaves.
It’s music almost
to the untrained ear
this chaos of sounds
of negative thoughts and energies
that have no bounds.
Almost beautiful too
until I take big bites
I cannot even chew.
Swallowing hard it creeps up
then explodes
all these happy memories of us
dissipate and are gone.
Forgotten under the guise
of who was right and who was wrong.
We cradle a broken vision
a broken ideal,
a broken heart
when it’s done.
Then nothing
but silence.
A tear is shed perhaps
Who can tell?
But one look from one or the other
allows what really happened to be revealed.
