The Unforgettable
Tis the end of the year and I look back,
not on one, or two, but on all of them in fact.
Each year I look for what I never find,
and with each passing year I lose a part of me, am I losing my mind?
In came a ghost, a ghost that haunts my soul,
a ghost that I fear I'll never escape, even as my body gets old.
Sneaking into my world, with the sound of a ring,
showing me something so sweet, I wish I'd never known such a thing.
With a power untold,
a power that I watched unfold,
the power of an angel washed over me,
and forever since it left I have dreamed of thee.
Twas the timing of past lives that tore us apart,
leaving me with nothing but your face to remember, a grand piece of art.
Twas the one time in life I felt completely hole
because if there was ever a time in my life, it was then I found the other half of my soul.
The years go by realizing what could have been,
feeling like the world has committed onto me, one massive sin.
How many must I endure,
missing something so pure?
First one, then one hundred, each face incapable,
hoping that someone would erase you face, inescapble.
About the Creator
Jason Ray Morton
I have always enjoyed writing and exploring new ideas, new beliefs, and the dreams that rattle around inside my head. I have enjoyed the current state of science, human progress, fantasy and existence and write about them when I can.
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