As a child,
I sang the ABCD song...
Thoughts stew in my mind
anxiety bubbles up...
Just like a mirage
In the heat of the moment...
Sitting in dark corners
as edges whisper close by...
I miss you.
Your humor...
I am a hurricane
Leaving behind a path of pain...
The trigger changes
The reaction stays the same...
It's very hard to hear
To you, your family bear...
Oh memory, stop playing games with me
What I know now is simply what has been...
Find me in summer near the campfire, marveling the...
Find me in the winter, fondly reminiscing past...
Reminiscing on lies that never happened
While we remember all of the pain...
As rain hit the window,
Light begins to fade...