Meandering roads

The heart beat tells me I live,
The pain tells me I love,
I will it to go away
Life is so cruel
‘You will live, and
You will love – albeit not
Always will you win.’

Painful as it is, I live on
Hope heals the wounds as I move on
Love finds new homes
I live on, hurting, hoping
Finding solace in smiling faces
Walking the meandering roads picking up memories,
Living my life – albeit not
Always winning.