Sweet Release

I held you then I blinked, and you were gone,
I wish I've held on to you much more strong,
Perhaps I've closed my eyes for far too long;
Who would have thought some dreams could die anon? —
I hope I'm not to solitude still drawn!
This yet should not have been one more sad song;
I search for that green field where we'd belong:
It's always been right here in Babylon!
Here comes another wave of memories,
My anchor seems to only shallow get:
I'm not sure how much longer I can hold!
I find myself but broken, begging please;
My past has been augmented manifold:
I need to die in order to forget.

by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

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