Suitcase by the door she looked at the knackered handle
the broken clasp and wrapped rope holding it together
and thought of the life it held within it
the one now distant and somewhere else
a fitting end to all those years
of pain, broken trust and endless tears
there was nothing more to say it had all been said before
where once a heart complete
a fractured life left raw
what happened to the love that through each being flowed
how did this time arrive, where did it go?
