Hazy
Long days gone hazy
Maybe due to my crazy
I see deep into my mind
Where nobody else will find
A place of memories gone so wild
Some are of me as a child
For these memories I don't care
Back then life was not so fair
Memories are the ghosts of the past
None of them days went very fast
Time does not heal
These memories I feel
Lost in the echoes of a childs tears
At times ,I still feel my fears
Who was the lost boy I see
Can that truly be me
Memories dimmed by times gone by
At times I still feel the need to cry
days best forgotten, my childhood
Memories of a child that
understood
Love, even then ,meant pain
Dragons ,his mind has long since slain
Trying to bring peace to a child lost inside
In my mind he still does reside
Healing scars of a long wounded soul
Finding peace the only goal
bringing peace to the boy in my mind
Maybe this memories left behind
Will help the man, he is to be
So that he too, will be free
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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