Memories

Memories blurred in the past, At most I can outline the images Of times, they are everlasting. My mind’s functioned to forget, So I should never hold regret. Yet my soul constantly reminds me Of a memory and many more. Moments now like distant memories. My imagined reality is I’ve been at sea. Willingly solitarily alone, on a journey To find myself and somewhere else Where I can just be free. Memories lost in a stream of time, Different streams going in and out Of those surrounding seas. A land, so far away, where I used to be. Drifting amidst eternal wind. Moments truly now faded memories, Honestly I am deluded in the belief That nothing repeats, when really Someday it all does someday Flood back into me as what Seems to be someone else’s memories.