Reminiscents of lost memories,
Sometimes draws us to forget our worries,
As the warm foggy pictures blanketed our minds,
All that we left behind,
The long winding branches of the willow tree we climbed, root in our ears and block out our tears,
Mud and water once forest creeks fill our lungs, making such a bit less bleak,
Never do we recall the pieces of ceramic nor the monster 'neath our beds
Evermore we think of sweets and sleds
As we remember the freed colorful lives we forget why we left in the first place
Though beautiful, suffocating was the lace
As we look back we look back we wish to be
Back when life had no fee
But your wishes are false, your memory tainted
Your stone set belief is merely painted
For the old dreams, The flash like a vision,
Have deep shadows of which the monsters lurk
Your leash in their cold grasp
Behind the sunny smile
Is something much more vile
-L