...Shadows of the Forgotten

By SolApathy

https://youtu.be/I2Fy2-kTyCI?t=17s

Falling in love --Desire of a morning to explore
Your eyes I adore as an untouched island shore
Dreaming of moments expressed
My heart never rests
My mind a fog of all the good times
If only crisp-camera memories wouldn’t fade
Emotions drive when the mind can’t revive
Love craves a memory that can’t be remade
Thoughts of the moments we once had
Images fade and I feel the world—sad
Burdened by screams of all those with lost dreams
My scythe—A manifestation of internalized regret
Reminds me of the love I forget
Dripping blood from wounds far too deep to reach
I laugh as I hear a pastor preach
Beyond saving and he hasn’t a clue
The darkness of my loss has run me through

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Published on Tuesday, August 28, 2018. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

In the laughter of my sanity, frail--I remember one of the moments lost and turn...Pale

Comments on "...Shadows of the Forgotten"

On Saturday, December 1, 2018, Jonas Robinson (848) wrote:

Nice word flow. Deep and to the point. I liked the symbolism and imagery. This took some thinking to write.
On Thursday, August 30, 2018, Drea (1388) wrote:

This kills...slowly like a poison. There is always this dark elegance to the way you spin your web.
A former member wrote: I've read this several times now. Your words are really beautiful and I loved reading every line. "Love craves a memory that can't be remade" - definitely stood out to me. Really good stuff, thanks for posting this! 10/10