Realistic memories as I sleep, joy, pain, emotions everywhere.
Sweat and tears as I awake, I look to the sky in search of my father "Hold me and take this pain I carry!"
Tempted I look at my phone and scroll.
I stop and stare, I stare at my passion, my past,
As my heart is telling me"I'm broken but willing"
And my mind seeing how blind I am,
If I do..... If I do what will only crush what is already broken,
But a lover I am and so I step out and sit to a cresent moon,
Like myself it isn't complete, bearly shining,
Knowing that tomorrow is a new day, and a full moon awaits.
I stand and stare at the stars as the wind wipe away my tears.My future forward as I ponder to the stars.
A memory I am, but a lover I will always be.