Lock her inside

Every day is a wonderful moment.
Just to breathe one more day, to see one
more sun dawning. Ah my mind wanders
to greatness within every step I move forward.

         One day at a time. Life caresses the beauty
of the wind. I seek all the tiniest joys, the
smiles that crease over my lips, my mind.
Starry night glimmer throughout the decades
and still I have yet to move, to enjoy all that
is there to see, to hear. What a grand instant
the creates. Taken, separated by a longing.

        Did I hear you call out to me? A taste
of how we were once? Was it an imagination?
Something I will never understand, accept, yet I do.
There I sit. I feel. Heartless perhaps yet still
moving and breathing, still seeing. Carefully
I drift in and out of distance. I wish with all
my might for you never to see nor hear of my
broken, lost self. For someone to know that I am
not what they see, I laugh thinking that you ever
cared.

         What was the point of ever dreaming, hoping? For
a disaster to quake? Never can the taste be bitter of that
has been taught, learned. The life severed so that the
empty is frozen. To be echoes in your mind is comfort enough for me.

         Recent drips of sarcasm are rancid deep inside me.
I hope that you never see the bleakness that lies
here. The waking, starving of the spirit that was
scrapped raw over and over. Each day I rage for a
tiny glimpse of yesterday but then the memories
tell me to quiet down. Not for me to have these
tears, these cries echoing in my soul.

          To say oh I know what is was like to love,
twice is the grandest adventure I probably will
remember, treasure - no. Hidden are my
feelings. Lost are the ways of my past, me
who existed yesterday. I cried last night
because she was a loss. It is sad that I
will not forget her yet never return to her. A distant
memory she has become. Locked deep inside
me.


        Only one can bring her back,
                        I dare you to!