Over a Shoulder

Over a shoulder A past life follows in my footsteps Stretching so far back That time seems never ending, A decoupage of all that was. Overlapping memories Faded and frayed That mean everything And nothing. The shadow is getting shorter As life moves on, Day by lonely day, A cacophony of sights, Sounds, Sins, sinners, Love and hate Confuse a once clear mind. Memories Coming from nowhere Fill each waking hour And sleepless night Where dreams are lost in the mists of time And the purpose of life, The reason for living, Hides it's lonely face.