Wednesday, March 30, 2011


I realize we are in a game
with no directions
and no understanding of how to play

I figured out the only link between us
is the present moment
figuring out who we are
at the end of the day

I caught and trapped my life for you
you saw it all and it made you run away

I had the best intentions of saving you from yourself
you would make me hurt and I would make you stay

I have a bad habit of listening to me
and not to what people would say

The future has no real promise
at the end of the day

All we have is each other
and we communicate through our own strange way

Copyright © 2011 Christopher lane