THE TIME'S UP

Alone I wonder what to do,
Alone I sit and think of you.
The next step I’ll have to take,
Because its one I have to make.

No use wasting time on what will never be,
No use pretending there is a “you and me.”
I lived a dream, I lived a lie,
I lived… but now it must be goodbye.

I was fine in my world of nothingness,
Until you came and filled it with happiness.
But there is not enough for us to be,
So lets close the door… please set me free.

The damage is done but maybe it can heal,
If on my heart I can put a seal.
So close the door and stop your game.
The time’s up but don’t worry you’re my friend just the same.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre, April 14, 2006

Copyright 2008 Brenda A.Ysaguirre