JB ( / )

Memory

as the darkness follows me every where i go i see the faces of many i have beloved and have beloved me they call out to me for help but i can not reach out for them for they are only in my head and there voices only a memory that is slowly fadein away as the years go by my mind becomes a blank canves with no memory left im getting more and more awere of the life i once had and will never have again for it is long gone with out a thrace......

User Rating: 5 / 5 ( 0 votes )

Other poems of BOSTON (27)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.