Last Of My Memories


This should be the last of my memories

But it’s not, and I’ll take the blame

I can’t let go of the moment

when I leapt from there to here

From you to somewhere else

Reaching for a thing I couldn’t have

why does the world move like this

Out to get me

While I cross a forbidden space

it pulls at me with bitter claws

Racing through the days

you set me free…

Falling asleep thinking about

what could be…

Living as if we didn’t

have anything else to do…

I can’t give up these last few

memories of you

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Written 8/5/13

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allets's picture

Nice Write

Enjoyed - Stella