The Pain of Today

The more I run the more the pain returns,
The more I forgive the more pain is dealt.
The more I forget the more I remember,
The more I move on the more I see their smiling faces.

I have forgiven the pain they dealt me,
Should I still be haunted by their smiles?
I have moved on with my life,
Why than am I haunted at night by an empty bed?

Why do people lie to an honest man?
Why would people hide their true feelings,
from a person who cares for them?
Why do people seek solitude when there is someone who wants nothing more than to listen to them?

Why is it every time I look around my eyes are clouded by pain?
Is it me that needs forgiven for an action that I am unaware of?
Is there something that I did that moved them away from me?
Try as I might, these thoughts continue to swirl.

Not allowing me the comfort of sleep,
Not allowing me the comfort of companionship.
Not allowing me to forget,
Not allowing me to remember current tasks.

Try as I might I cannot get them out,
They slowly drive me towards the deep end,
Where I will not find the way out.

Towards the end where the darkness lies,
With its comforting arms of twilight.
Where a solitary candle burns,
Beside the book long standing closed,
Marked by nothing other than the crimson cross.