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My silent sadness

My sadness, silent, incredibly-alluring to some
It flows in a powerful, pitiless wave, drowning
I try to remember a time when things were wonderful
Head spins like a dark cloud at times in the evening

Where are the wonderful visions, forgotten fun
They excite, prevent you from falling asleep. dreaming
of love, instead broken dreams, and the worst nightmares
Taught wisdom by life at an early age, retreating along the way

I try and remember to remember and dream of a life
One that never existed, one I created in my mind
In order to survive, eyes clouded, what could have been
You cannot walk in the past but it can haunt the future

I understand, I feel, and thoughts return,
But it is not at all easy to swim in the stream of past
As in the cinema, terrible pictures emerge again ...
Memory pages cannot be erased no matter how we try
Written by KristinaX
Author's Note
Was recently talking to someone and it really brought up some memories. I guess I have avoided posting this type of writing but maybe in many ways it is more important.
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