Someday

I walk and watch
I move and hide
Behind the curtains of the blind

Motion set
Alone again
Watching every painful sin

I feel the truth
I saw the signs
I know she crossed the line

I stand alone
And in disgust
People ask why I don’t trust.

This is the truth
The reason told
I take my cards and fold

I hate the games
I hate the lies
All those things that I despise

Put on the mask
Put on the act.
But first you need to learn the facts

The broken side
Of my broken life
Is nothing but your future strife

So if you can
Make it through
And you prove you can be true

Then if it heals
And goes away.
Then maybe

Just maybe

Someday

Nicholas Sampson August 19, 2007