Memory

How am I to remember what it means to live
When all I have is lost
I sit alone in the corner with my paper and pen
My mind wrought with thoughts of what is lost

The ink filled pages bring my soul comfort
For within their grasp I can lose myself
I am able to think only of the words on the page
And can forget the pain of times long past

I can sit on the ledge drinking sweetened tea
Or stare into the night of the eclipsing moon
Thinking my own lonely thoughts of times long past
And remembering those long past

My thoughts reflect my past friendships and love
As I struggle to hold back the tears
My life moves on, but my heart does not
Though I struggle I can't let go

So I seclude within myself and try to forget
Wrapping my mind within my stories
Sitting on the window ledge sipping tea
And trying to remember how to live again