My Visiter

A life I have had has left me And willingly I gave it all up Time has left memories for me to see And hide I cannot to be left in doubt And I am to have a visitor at this time A stranger I do not at all… know Though familiar he appears from behind And a likeness in kind indeed he is to show The once me, a once me he appears to be Looking at me with those sinful eyes of his Reminded of a past from him I can only see With nothing to suggest any comfort of ease How can I begin this new me I wonder? Stepping into the unknown, onto unfamiliar grounds With already many nights away to ponder My distant from the world knows no bounds The stranger reminded me a time A time I desire lesser for my future to be A future in exchange for memories behind Is there but a life I am to have in me?