Just something

Words formed in write
Easily twisted by sight
You don't hear the feeling
Too much in dealing

Time is never easy
Not for you and not for me
Things said not as
They were meant to be

Hindsight is indeed twenty twenty
Would the course have changed
Had those written words
Only been rearranged?

Some are told to be locked in ice
Not feeling...would that be nice
It is not who I am inside
To be otherwise is to have lied

I know your pain, it is mine as well
Healing is something time will tell
As I close my eyes tonight
The music takes me on flight

Down roads never ventured and those well worn
Time is an absence already torn
To reclaim this life I must
In beginning to learn to trust

Every life its very own
Its own web and flow
Seeds of hope grown
To where I don't know

It will all be revealed as it should
Given time something beautiful could
Be brought to life soon
Beneath a soft night's moon