Constant Memories

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  • Dedicated to Steven Martin
                                    

I can’t tell anymore

What is real?

And what is fake?

The memories come

And the memories go

Were they all but a dream?

Or did they happen?

Do I live in a dream land?

No longer can I tell

What is real

And what is fake

No longer can I tell

What is a dream

And what is reality

Reality is cruel

Dreams no longer perfect

Living in a nightmare

Memories haunting me

I your face when I awake

And see it in my sleep

You are standing there

Taunting me still

I refuse to think of you

To give into the torture

But yet you appear

Yet the memories still live

Our month was perfect

You made me believe you

When you said “I love you”

When you asked me to be

Your baby

I believed you

Then I was left

Broken hearted

A battered soul

Now haunted by memories

I want to call you

To send you a text

I want to see your face again

I struggle with the memories

Sleep now hard to come by

I smile and laugh

Try to act like I am fine

But truthfully I am

Breaking down again

I can’t tell anymore

What is real

And what is fake

I can’t tell anymore

The difference between

A dream and reality

I’m in living nightmare

You haunt me all the time

You made me believe you

Then you play with my emotions

I act like I am fine

Though truthfully I am not

I struggle not to text you

Struggle not to open old wounds

You haunt me day and night

I want to call and talk again

I want to text and see a reply from you

I want to see you again

The memories come

And the memories go

Haunting me night and day

You taunt me now

Though I try

To block you out of my mind

You come back

And haunt me night and day

It started with the nightmares

Now it is so much more

Now I see your face

When I am all alone

Now I hear your voice

In the wind

I turn to look

But it was my mind

Playing tricks in me

I can’t tell any longer

What is real

And what is fake

The memories come

And the memories go

Always a constant ebb and flow

What is a dream

And what is reality

You haunt me now

Day and night

Though I try

To block you out of my mind

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