Faded away with time
Eclipse the sunshine
When I turn around
I’m scattered but fine
The memories of the divine
once floating now left behind
You’re the reason
Why I try
But I can’t pull myself back up this time
If I had a will left within me
I would have been the guy I’m supposed to be
Let darkness be the light
I don’t wanna be stuck in the plight
Your pictures
I’ve saved in my heart
As destiny tears us apart every time
The cruel humanity
A society of thorns
We have to live this life all alone
Let your pictures be my guide
Let your pictures be my might
If I’m born to live in your hell
Those pictures will help me survive.
Image by Igor Ovsyannykov (user:igorovsyannykov) from Pixabay
Synopsis: A poem on past memories of love and pain. It showcases nostalgia and hurt originating from pictures of the past.