A Place To Heal By Matt Foster

Things Change/Heart Without A Home

A silent moment within the rain, I draw slowly with roses in my hand, but in yours lies a gun, the thought of this brings me pain,

All the time I gave, all the love we invested here, I thought we were on the same page;

Your effort and energy I cherished, but to you, I didn't mean a damn thing,

I leaned the roses onto your chest. You clenched the gun tighter in your hand as you point the barrel to my head,

The memories of the other day, plays in the back of my mind, you were guarded against me, just when I thought everything was okay,

I never contemplated for a minute,
that I was walking a fine line,

They say that when it comes to love and hate, there's a thin line, but that line can be stretched for trying times,

I'm held at gunpoint. I never knew that loving you was a committed crime,

I admit at times, that many times I cried, but you never saw it though, if you asked, I was fine, 

Hidden truths in your heart, but I know in fact they're lies, what was this for? Why did I even try?,

I whispered I love you as I closed my eyes, I heard the bang from the barrel sound...as you said...goodbye...

- Matt Foster 2023©️