The world of memories
Is a bizarre place.
It always seems perfect.
It beacons you
To come back
Only when you
Have gone too far
To return.
And there are
People in there
Whom you know so well,
But only in that world.
The world of memories
Is a bizarre place
A bridge between your
Past and your present
That is closed on one side.
YOU ARE READING
Stelliferous
PoetryWords strung together by a broken heart.... Coming out jumbled by a wary mind.... Do read if you think that Words can either build our worlds Or destroy them. "And when your whole, wide world is lost in the abyss, I'll be that start that guides you...
