lllusions

Yet another old poem:

These tears are not my own 
They can never, must never be 
This chapter must end 
A new one begin 
But goodbye is even harder 
When it's never said 
An open book with empty pages 
In my other hand a faded photo 
The years ago, the years ahead 
Twistedly flow together 
In this present reality 
So untrue to life itself 
The myth of family ends 
Here 
With a goodbye to last 
Forever