Continuing on but finding it hard.
Now holding a shield, always on guard.
This love I still have carries on strong.
Wish it would go away...
Though not yet does it feel wrong.
Still holding on to what was had,
don't want to let it go.
How it tears me up inside...
for sure I'll never know.
Yet still it lives...
Hold my head high, take another step,
take life one day at a time.
Can't give up and sit down forever,
I've got to continue this climb.
"Keep busy" I say to myself in the day,
"Think other thoughts, don't feel shame."
Though deep down inside my sad, torn heart knows
I will never again be or feel the same...
Yet still it lives....
Oh rose of love, let me land upon your petals,
so soft and forgiving when spread.
A moment's peace I desperately need,
a place to rest my sad and swimming head.
Of this I know nothing, of that I know something,
at love I shall never be skilled.
This knowledge is painstaking
I'm here for the taking
I fear that by this I'll be killed.
