A thousand words they fill my head
Picking apart piece by piece
No longer is there any silence
A thousand words cloud my sleep
Tearing, ripping, biting deep
Memories of days long past
Death is waiting never fading
What gave joy has turned to ash
I seek and never find again
Any long past merriment
It whispers to me in the dark
Stumbling to find, never finding
I am lost, but never wandered
I stand in place as each pass by
Memories of days gone by
Never to see again
Never to hear again
Never to be with me again
Pages turning
What is of old has turned to smoke
Slipped through my fingers
Into the dust.