parting roads

we met at the cross-roads of life
which would be the start
for all the things to come from the heart
but this was just a moment in destiny
for that's where the path started to part

two ways to get to the same place
over time, picking up pace
we crashed and burned, fell into a daze

That was when I wish I prophesized
the knowledge I've just now realised
that all the things I gave from the start
were not only from the heart
as now I'm nothing without my insides

the same place we could've gone
if we were to have belonged
but lo, it twisted and pronged

this vacuum feeling of despair
the faults off too much care
are alleviated with social gatherings
and the short lived peace they bring
is too little to late to be fair

lonely, estranged and forsaken
down, desolate and destitute
uncherished, secluded and single
many words, same feeling

I walk a lonely road
through the rough journey ahead
I will find my abode
and my sadness will then be gladness