Memories,playing at the corner of my mind ,
sitting there holding my life in your hand.
Pulling me back to where I belong,
all of the day wondering where I am at.
Thinking and thinking why they come as they do,
making me sad as I feel so alone.
Waking and wanting and grasping for something
knowing its missing,just out of my reach.
Life goes along,as the torment prolongs,
day after day all the things are the same.
Waking in the night,feeling you near,
wanting to hold you,but knowing your gone.
The days they are long,the tears are now gone,
The hurt is now fading,but the momories still here.
God don't know where that came from never tried it before. mac xxxxxx