K-A Monday In October

A Monday In October

It was no reflection of you

The sacrifice was given freely

My life gone in an instant

As my instincts fail me once again

I will speculate eons from now

Wondering always what I could have done differently

It was love and hope miscreated

By blind emotions

Multiplicity of tears wrongly spent

Stolen from the confines of aqueducts long in place

Days seem so empty

As I am haunted by thoughts of you

The pain of Monday I'll carry for the rest of my living death