thr strength of the eyes.
Memories of youth and life
replay in the mind
When times were softer
And being wasn’t so hard.
Flashes of the past
Stab like the natural thorn
Bleeding memories from the core
To remind thyself
That the once perfect image of beauty and youth
Will be never more
The dainty air
The freshness of life is replaced with despair
As thoughts of you only hurt more ,
As I see you approach the golden shore.
The sands of time that spelled your name,
Won’t fall the same and won’t replace
The heap of love you set in my heart, even though you’re gone ,
We’re never apart,
This isn’t your end,
It’s just a fresh start.
But what am I,
To be reborn?
I thought I’d shake this one over the night ,
But I don’t feel anything like me
The broken side that doesn’t heal as fast as the first wounds ,
Or the last few