i'd say just about everyone can relate to this. i felt nostalgic, but in a bad and longing way today and came up with this.
The dull throb
Of some preexisting life
Born inside my memories
Its presence fills me up, drains me
I give nothing back
The absence
Of a hand once held
With fondest memories
Eyes are paths for dreams to take
That gave nothing back
In these times
We hope to forget
In these times
We fear the regret
The still life
Still exists with vivacity
Unceasing so passionately
Fruitless desires for all that's insatiable
Will give nothing back
In these times
What's weak stands strong
In these times
Our inability to move along
With the sweetest submission
I pay no heed to what was ours
Easier to glance the other way
I'll succumb to my frailty
All vanishes in the morning's
revealing light
But I can't blame my mentality
The letdown
Always reminds me where I am
I cannot stand in yesterday
Yearning for another taste because
I'll get nothing back
In these times
We want more than closure
In these times
We wish that it was never over
In these times
We cling to what is lost
In these times
We deny all these thoughts.
