Memories Beyond the Door
I am sure the verse of fear in writing
Extreme sense of sadness lies in my dreams
Memories seem to be locked deep inside
I cry for the loss of my tender scenes
My heartfelt dreams, those of powerful love
Are also tucked away beyond any hope
Any hope of getting them for feeling
Making me try to understand and cope
Pain’s so intense that I can’t remember
The joys of life are gone with this disease
My longtime memories are gone, I hurt
I feel real terrible, it brought a tease
I’ll never know the sure pleasures of life
Like others who can see their past at will
They’re lucky, even with bad memories
All are hope for the future, loving still
Entered into Constance La France's "Memories Beyond The Door" contest
4/28/2013
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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