Tears roll down my cheeks,
These are not tears of joy,
I am very lonely,
I sit now and look at my life,
And wonder, What have I accomplished?
I have raised a Wonderful Son,
My hopes and dreams for him are many,
I looked back, And see all I have loved,
So much has come to me in this life,
To much to deal with, hurt, pain....
Some Joy, Love and Sorrow....
Many, many Empty Promises....
I know how to Love and to give it my all,
But Trust is something that eludes me....
There is no "True Love" without Trust...
As I sit here, I wonder....
Should I closed the door?
Not let another Soul through,
Let no more hurt come,
But is not Loneliness, A form of hurt?
I will build a wall around my heart,
No more pain will come through,
Nothing will be able to touch me,
No One will ever see the Real Me,
I will hide Her away forever.....
And hurt "NO MORE".....
