Nightmares

The pen dropped from her hand,
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
Forgotten memories brought forth,
from her from waking dreams.

A clouded memory, as if a fog,
Obstructs her view, no purpose.
But, to make her cry at night,
And wonder if he ever loved her at all.

Why try to justify,
That which you can't hide?
Why try to lie,
When no-one can hear your cries?