Could you explain the tear in my heart <br />or the pain in my mind <br />from my confusing world <br />that’s flipped upside-down <br />in a never ending circle <br />that begs me to find the exit <br /> <br />I hear your screams in dreams of black <br />and in nightmares of white <br />telling me of the predictable end <br />that we cover with our lips <br />and bury with our vows <br />for we know (or did we?) that promises stay <br />and nobody ever breaks a compromise.<br /><br />Deana Rode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1999-approaching-the-end/
