(never) Forgotten

A poem to those you can't stand to be with or without.

To linger in the lives we lead
is to be buried before we die.
The person that you set out to be
is only a state of mind.

I miss the awful words you'd say
that would haunt my every dream.
So captured by your ecstasy
I'm too deaf to hear you scream.

Drowning in our thoughts again.
The ocean is our lies.
The harder we try to catch our breath,
waves pull us farther back in time.

To the times that are unforgiven,
the moments set up in flames.
We argue over who owns the ashes,
but not who possesses the blame.

Author's Note

Please let me know what you think through good and critical reviews. Thank You :)

Reviews

[Freeminded]

Wow. Wow. Wow wow wow wow wow.

Its real. What you write here makes sense. It's life before your eyes. These are the greatest poems :)

[Bridger Hall]

We argue over who owns the ashes,
but not who possesses the blame.

this is sooo so sick! I love it! i understand it.

[Distant horizons]

Beautifully done. So true. great perspective of what we remember and what we forget. superb.

[Antonio Valentino]

your poetry is just blossoming.. i am soo proud of you.. this is really, really good.. I'm getting jealous..

:)