Dear Diary...

The pain is becoming unbearable,
How can one live like this?
The only swan in this frozen pond,
My achy muscles start to clench.
I try to blind my mind's eye
As it tries to reminisce....
The family plans, holding hands,
Even the forehead kiss....
My heart begins to twist.
The making love, the way we were,
What was all of it?
So many lies and emotional rides,
Hidden beneath a foggy mist.
Like the story goes, now I know,
He's the wolf wearing sheepskin garments.
They say home is where the heart is.
Well, our hearts have no home
And now we coexist....
Theres no catch to this....
Make it make sense....