Broken
Without your mighty keystone,The bridge of my life will fall.
Each stone crashing to the ground,
Now just remnants on the floor.
Crushed, smashed and fractured,
Ruins of a time now past.
Yesterday an artifact,
As our future did not last.
How to pick up the pieces?
And where do I go from here?
All these questions haunting me,
But the answers are not clear.
Broken, smashed and splintered,
Beyond all reasoned repair.
Little motive to go on,
When I know you won't be there.
