Being sorry is never an answer to questions that are raised
when the pain of life descends into your dreams
knowing horizons once inviting now far to far to ponder
slip further from the truth you'd hope would be.
Enclosed inside a nightmare but never when you're sleeping
the pain you feel, you always feel… alone
searching for an answer that would be there in the morning
but always finding that just one more day had gone.
The truth is never easy when that truth can only hurt you
when a life you dreamed had just come crashing down
finding only shattered pieces of a life once shared together
but nothing of the love you'd thought you found.
“Sorry” cannot rebuild a faith that love had given free
though each trial of love we face teaches us more
hopefully to be ever grateful for each day that we smile
and for the bad ones to just stop keeping score!
