why does something oh so simple
hurt in ways cant concieve?
how can every waking moment
cause a man like me to grieve?
How is it, I feel this tormet?
How is it, it never fades.
With no room for inbetween now
I will find no shade of grey.
are my ears so keen for hearing
that I hear these echoes still?
Echoes of a life forgotten
thought by most to be unreal.
am I cursed or blessed to see
things from which you've all been spared?
or am I cursed to live in wander
when you all just cieced to care?
it seems that youve easily forgotten
all I've seen and felt through time.
Maybe it is just so easy
to just leave the pain behind.
I have been so, now forgotten
there are none who still believe.
just remember when I'm gone.
Its you who took this life from me!