...Requiem of the Soul
Sunset blues play havoc with the red
and orange hues
Purple symphony of mezmerizing madness
(A true revelation of sadness)
Echoes whisper in tumbleweed trepidation
A Twisted symphony of my own internal introflection
Dreaming if only to embrace the why
As I watch this sunset sky
Your memories can’t sustain me anymore
They have faded with time, nearly nothing more
A wisp of a dream soon to be forgotten
Wondering if it was truly ever seen?
Just how long have I been--
Staring at these blank walls
Imagining they were waterfalls?
© 2020 SolApathy
Author's Note:
Was it ever real --Did the drugs heal--Or did they steal from me the only memory that was real?
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