Out of Sight, Out of Mind.

lost

all my family:

gone in front of my eyes

it’s far from paradise

the memories,

oh sweet, beautiful memories

are slipping, slipping

from my mind

i try to salvage what is left of them,

but oh the memories, the past, the happiness

are all, all out of my grasp

and as i grow older

they are nothing but a fleeting moment of:

happiness, sorrow, loss, love, anger and everything that

turmoils within

and at this last stage

where everyone in the end must walk to

i look up at the sky

and remember

remember those strong people that

graced my life