I've sat down and tried to write
All the thought and memories that come to me at night
I know the thoughts are mine to forever keep
But the years and the memories slowly creep
Mountains of emotions; to climb so jagged and steep
Emotions are the footholds of everyday Life
Some are dull and unfeeling
But others are vivid and sharp like a knife
I hold many memories still mine to keep
Tears from the faces I'd gaze
I'd pretended to care so
For really the thoughts and emotions
Was lost in some silly commotion
Were the words used to hurt merely in jest?
Or poor judgement and bad taste
Mine thoughts Clouded from visions from the past
Smiles from the feelings of love I'd thought would last
Like the wind would appear and disappear just as fast
All is left is Thoughts and Memories!
Thoughts of fear
Memories of tears
Michael Northcutt
30 Apr 05
