Discovery- Memory

I’m surrounded by shadows. They’re closing in on me. And before my so weary eyes, I am lost in mystery I travel up the stairway, With shadows close behind, And because recent events have passed, I’m beginning to lose my mind I turn into the alley, My thoughts are far ahead, Just as I think it’s been figured out, The memory is dead One thinks about the hardships, That one is come to know, No memories converted, No love; just sorrow We gaze onto the future, Not present or the past, This is our minds weakness, We dwell on selfishness I come into a corridor, Of a house upon a hill, There seem to be memories of past here, Ones that create the chill I fall into a hole there, But now I feel released, From the knowledge now within: Discover memories