Memory Beat

Snow tumbled down over all I dared to see Reached to grab as much as I could while I was free Those days slipped away like the snow melting in my grip So innocent, so completely raw, the memory beats its way back in my mind Quatrain and verse meant as much to me As it does now, but the titles mean less to me Poems in song and angst within the pencil lines Screaming "me, me, me" without realizing I crossed the line So, did it hurt? You gave me a shot And I took it and shot it right back at you I had no idea That it was loaded The gun on the paper wasn't in my line of sight Don't Walk Away Again Stay With Me Again Alone in a room where I'd never been before Spending those days in Shibuya 104 Alone in a crowd where death was surrounding me It meant a lot then and it still means everything Remember the days where we spent the frozen nights Running so free between trees and cold streetlights But look at today, stocking shelves and making food The freedom we bragged about is gone and it's gone for good So, how are you? I know you don't think About those days as much I do So, why do I? Forgetting the bad that surrounded us Claim those days as the best I ever lived How Many Nights Ago? Did You Finally Go? It's been four years, it's almost been five Where I gave everything in my life to keep you alive And I'm still singing in verse to try to keep the memory alive I claim the worst was the best when my life took a dive Sun melted snow and I never witnessed you Walking down the paths we walked back when it's all we'd do I'm still pounding down dirt and making a road In the hopes that one day you'll come by to take off a load Relax with me Even though I'm well aware That the time to talk is through My only wish Is that those days would last forever And that I'd still have my closest friend in you Who Did I Become? Who Did You Become?