Theme: Memories

Memories Not Quite Lost

To dream of days gone by
Of youthful hopes unfulfilled;
Is to search in vain for feelings lost.
When scattered memories fill your mind
You must count the final cost.

You sit and stare at empty space
Where cold reality has re-appeared.
For so long buried in sub-conscious limbo;
All your pain, regrets and fears.

So you sigh once more in silence
To nobody nearby;
And think of friends no longer with you.
All that's left to do is cry.


More By  :  Stephen Watson

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