Literature
Smoke and Mirrors
Smoke and Mirrors
By Tom Wilcox
Like smoke and mirrors,
She disappears;
Never knowing time or place.
When times get tough,
She's had enough;
Too much for her to face.
Hard to know,
When she will go;
Like a white cloud in the sky.
Does she see,
What it does to me;
Never even says goodbye.
Without a tear,
She'll reappear;
Knowing that I'll take her back.
I just don't know,
How she can go,
On jumping from the track.
Like smoke and mirrors,
She disappears;
What more can I say.
It saddens me,
Every time I see,
Her up and walk away.
Doesn't she know,
I love her so;
She brings me so much pain.
Can't she see,
What she does to me;
She's d