Monday, July 2, 2012


As years go by 
Desperately moving ahead towards
Each wrinkle I collect
Each scar the world paints on me
Memories Linger
Each night gets harder to live through
Dreams become more vivid
Nightmares come true more often
Death is no longer a stranger
Births are no longer astonishing
I have attained wisdom
Blended with confusion
And regret
A weakened mind
From the effort of pushing memories away
I am still young
But as I look upon the days that have past
I wonder, for how long?