Residual Sadness

Its waking up in the morning
To feel an empty side of the bed.
Its answering phones at the times he rings
To find someone else there instead
Its every love song you've ever heard
Played on the radio all day
Its looking at your road and knowing
You should have gone the other way.

Its seeing the whole world holding hands
When yours touches empty air
Its seeing a closed door begin to open
And hoping he's standing there
Its having to become a stranger
When you know all there is to know
Its hearing the future calling you
When you don't want to go

Its walking down a crowded street
And feeling totally alone
Its watching the warmth of a passionate heart
Slowly turn to stone
It's your soul trapped in shadows
While the sun warms your face
Its the afterglow of ashes
As burning feelings begin to fade.

Published 2004 by Anchor Books