On this rain soaked day, as we waited at the train station for a final time
hands clasped, fingers intertwined, , , as if hearts and minds
and yet tis the look in your eyes that still haunts my nightmares
the mist of heartache slowly forming into tiny droplets at the corner of a sunrise
a sunny disposition suddenly turned gray, i introduced her to rainy days
and yet still i preceded to walk away, silently, without a word
without looking back, i made a decision of which there is no return
being self cataloged as somewhat of a modern day Judas
naturally i fled from the specter of my own guilt
rationalizing that i never received thirty pieces of silver
now as i recollect on the throes of what the heart is missing
i'm not sure what's worth saying or not
i mean love has to hurt, otherwise how do you know if you can still feel pain
sometimes the heart has to ache, otherwise what have you gained
if all you ever know is sunshine, then what about the rain
all i know is that i'm sure i was never the person you imagined of me
and i shied away from the responsibility of the uncomfortable glare
unrealized expectations for the world to not just look at, , , but stare
as i was placed on a pedestal for what a man should be
mistakenly thinking that the perfect dream always imagined was me
you laid bare my insecurities, , , stripped naked for the world to see
always hoping that someone gentle and caring might eventually come along
wishing on that same song, you find yourself once again in the wrong
and little by little your hopes began to fade from anticipation, , , to so long
until you no longer even care what they once were
your only desire is for someone to share, what fleeting hopes remain there
you imagined a life of her's and his, sultry kisses and silly grins
failing to ascertain that true love can only be found,
by those who already know where it is
you've seen who i am, there might be little bits of humanity left
and yet are they enough for a woman who truly looks
my love is not your choice when it is delivered in the form of a gift
can you remember when we made sweet love that made you sigh
because you've never cried, have you ever bothered to question the reasons why
how did you feel when you forfeited your heart while in my arms you died
by now you must realize that in retrospect, your dreams always found me suspect
and you ultimately knew that true love was but a wager
you hoped beyond reason, sensuous letters of affection
instead you received correspondence from a stranger
and even when you glimpsed a faint limp in my hitch,
the lonely heart convinced you it was a mere whisper of a reminisce
you sought both love and pain and i fulfilled your wish
the train to nowhere is boarding now, time to get this over with
''Baby please don't leave me alone in this world she cries''
don't beg me woman i reply, i'm gone, , , on to the next great lie
and with that i walked into forever, on this rainy day, , , for the final time...KB
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem