5.18.2003

misplaced emotions

Nothing but
misplaced emotions.
In less than a year,
a new life emerged
while old ones
are cast to fade.
I have been forgotten.
Secrets pour out
of old wounds reopened
I'd rather not have known
and kept my memories pure
details emerge
my thoughts of a past life
grow hazy shades of blue.
Should I be sad
that he is forever condemned
or should I rejoice
that I am free?
In the end it is
Nothing but
misplaced emotions.