How does one explain 
the nothingness?
When they ask how are you?
standards always come through.
Fine, Im just fine.

Inside screams my soul
NO! I am so far from fine!
but we cant go around 
with a pitiful look
have to be strong, 
feet firmly on the ground.

I dont want your pity, 
I dont need your 'oh, im sorry's'
what good will that do?
Will that change what is
no, just ad more shame.

You cant change what others do
No matter personal affect or not
You have to just show your pride
and honor of the one who's choice
you are left to deal with.

No matter how many tomorrows you will see
Yesterday keeps coming back to me
Images of long ago
echo through my heart. 
Tearing it apart, repededly.

Wishing things were different
Dreaming of what might have been.
Cursing what is
Dealin with the aftermath
Of someones selfishness.

Wondering if he thought of us
Knowing it doesnt matter 
What is done, is done.
life goes on....