Murphy's Law

When everything is right,
everything will go wrong.
When love is all around
but your heart is far away,
memories intrude on what is
And turn you to what was.

You may beat them out,
the dents that bend my soul.
You may succeed for a little while
and I will be tempted to be free
and give what it takes
not to feel the holes again.

But who sees what I see
or feels what I feel
or sadly remembers what I do.
So I need to prove my flight
and stay in space for a little while
to sleep and to know I bleed.