Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Forrest Edge


A greater distance is growing from the love I felt.
Your names becoming unfamiliar
Washing away from my memories.
Thought of new ones gripping tightly.

The past still holds on,
Yours are a lie.
A myth.
The Big foot to my life.

New clothes, new looks, new shoes
All who I wanted to be.
Which you stole
Losing myself in the world of you.

My hour glass of love ran out,
The clock stopped ticking
The storms coming to wash you out
Holding to the the thoughts of us.

Leaving in a place on the forrest edge
I watch you enter.
I sit in the fields to embrace the warmth of the sun.
Rebirth to a live I was promised.