JUST FOR THE BLUES
The wheels were set in motion, The wind was ruffling my hair, I felt the centre of gravity shifting, Everyone was in black. The evening was bright and gay, The cry of a dying heart went unheard, Over the sounds of laughter,the sound of a silent smile. It was to be a night of mixed emotions. All in all the perfect emotion was one of confusion, And I felt that somehow it was a compromise. I dont know whether I was present there, But I certainly remember that I had left. A last glimpse through a pane,through pain. Something shattered,but somehow it was not the glass.......