I no longer need the memories
nor those I've treasured more
to understand the thoughts I have
on a life I lived before…
before the rain clouds turned to grey
then blotted out the light
before the sun that shone all day
now only welcomed in the night
before the ground below my feet
would crumble into dust
before the very thought of love
turned pleasure into lust
so I no longer need the memories
of where my worlds collide
I just need a place
a safe warm place….
where my memories, can hide.
