Vision of the Past

Stop haunting me Vision of the past The one my limbs ache for… Your host holds a new body Not one of the same As the one that always took my breath away Fallen love Where have you gone? Did I kill you when I left? Sweet caress Of hopeful promise Was it I that caused you to break? In deciding wrong Did I etch the path of sorrow for myself? In leaving you Did I kill the only one kin to my soul? I cannot love one who is gone Because of me…. I cannot long for a canvas of perfection When it was I who wrought the path of decay What have I done? With just one mistake… Broke down what it is I now know I love Each tear shed For something no longer bred For it is I who killed The last living hope