Nothing
Nothing will be like it was
Nothing could be like it is
Nothing can change the distance between us
Nothing can persist
Sorrowed by the anger
Saddened by the pain
Sympathy for unspoken words
Sickened by it all with the little bull shit games
Remembrance for the suffering
Remembrance for the gain
Shallow minded both we were
Both ignorant of the pain
You are both friend and foe
You wear both masks and scarves
We are both guilty
Hiding our true feelings of who we are
Is it appropriate to love each other?
Is it appropriate to justify the emotions?
Is it appropriate to do anything?
Or is it better to let sleeping dogs’ lye?
Nothing would be a hard thing to forget for nothing would be like it was
Nothing would run away from you for nothing could be like it is
Nothing would be frighten for nothing is between us except a small distance of land
Nothing could scare me away from the persistence of love that I have to give
PkS 2003
