As I sit here
And time goes by
Memories come near
And I won't lie
I just want to cry.
I feel the first tear
Sliding down my cheek.
The memories that I seek
Make me very weak.
Why do I need
To cry to the seed
Let it sprout and grow
As the wind will blow
Shooting the memories back to me.
As I sit here
And the tears come to be
Everything seems to be reality.
Memories that were lost
Come back with a toss
And they scattered all around
Without even a sound for warning.
I let them haunt me
But I cannot see
The spell they cast
Everyday upon me
The one of sorrow
The source of my tears
Memories are what I fear.
So here I lie, As time passes by
My childhood shall die
So all the is left
Is pain burning my soul
Leaving a large hole
For more tears to fill
And I only wish to kill
Tthe memories that haunt me.
