Saturating my mind with tell-tale memories of the
past – some so darkened that I run and hide from
them until I can focus on their source and make
some sense of the images.
Totally recalling every word and nuance, whether
or not I want to.
Examining all thoughts these visions bring to mind,
trying to escape and find my way through these awful
mazes, trying to find a way around suicidal thoughts
before they grab hold and take over.
Standing on their own, contributing positive memories towards a lifetime coming in the future.
Stretched wider with allpeople who’ve been kepttogether with your intensedesires to be close forever.Settling into a regime ofearly retiring of life’suntimely ends.
Keeping me sane, taking me on a rendezvous through splendid landscapes and across symphonies of wisdom.
Rewritten stories blended regularly to the old.
Collating the rhythms into poetical music befitting a mind of imagination.Topping off every tone with exciting elevations of rhythm.
Sparkling tunes of jeweled items being bought and sold in tents of deception.
