Each day drifts away,

fading into black.

I try to catch them,

but they wont come back.

Memories are reminders,

of a place you can not be.

I have to keep moving,

or they’ll bury me

I’m trapped in work.

My heart is gone.

There’s no way out.

I could’ve won.

I followed my head,

when my heart led the way.

Now there’s no fun,

just dismay.