Still and transfixed.
These memories seem to not disappear.
Evermore do they grow,
Never do they seem to retreat into the distant shadows.
Cast the memories back into the shadows,
Nevermore can I let them return.
Memories of a time long since forgotten,
Reasons for why they arise I am not sure.
Reasons…nothing but reasons.
Everything has a purpose,
But these memories have not one for their return.
Still I sit,
My gaze transfixed into the distant void within my mind,
Searching for the reason,
The reason for why these forgotten memories do return.
Still and transfixed.
These memories seem to not disappear,
The reason for my searching is to find why the memories did so return.
