Taste of memory

I could recall that day so clearly
like old wounds re-inflicted once more
and all i thought i had forgotten becomes as real as before

i witness this memory
this Morose hurtful memory
within the reflection of my mind
and all is projected sadly
through the tears in my eyes

i can see that room that dark cell of death smothered in melancholy
i can smell your doom that undeniable stench that comes for our affinity and all the words we said

i can taste those tears
forming small pools of moist on your lips
and all that i held dear
passes beyond choice as reality hits

as silence becomes my comfort in grief
i become clear of what i care to see
it wont be long before i can hold you again
with loving arms and solemn clarity

just show me a sign
just a small subtle sign
that you still want me
that you haven\'t left me behind