Dear Photograph
by Jason C. Clement
© Jason C. Clement
Hello dear photograph,
I know you cannot hear my words;
Nothing's going to change your apathy
We're both in seperate worlds.
It's been so long since then,
The days where nothing mattered;
When I had a home to turn to,
A sanctity, where dreams weren't shattered.
But I'll keep carrying on for you,
Sweet memories;
Of a child burned by yesterday,
Could you take my pain away?
Time has passed me by
Without a thought or reason;
Self-centered and egotistical
Time's plotted out in treason.
And now all that I have,
Are photographs unwilling to speak;
So silently I, slip away,
Praying that I wasn't as weak.
But I'll keep carrying on for you,
Sweet memories;
Of a child burned by yesterday,
Could you take my pain away?
Plagued by bleak belligerence,
Cold time embraces me whole;
I hear death plead his innoscence,
I know now, I'm on my own.
Dear photograph;
Why did I lose track?
Dear photograph;
Why can't I go back?
Dear photograph;
Why do you haunt my mind?
Dear photograph;
When did I go blind?
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Submission Name: Dear Photograph
memories seem such a curse sometimes and yet would we really live 'in the moment' if we didn't have them? it's hard to let what's in the past stay there....because so much of it helps define your perspective. the last line seemed to sort of drop off and wasn't as climatic as i was expecting; however real life isn't always dramatic either, so it didn't bug me too much.
