lost to karmic dreams

Missing recognition, for shadows of past that flow into form, make believe places open my eyes. I might miss the sounds of their cries, the feel of a senseless touch.

For nothing and for everything I yearned. None speaks the words you think, might the thoughts ever come into view, fading away at once and is forgotten to the rest.

A thoughtful feeling of blind stimulation is what I missed, where I was certain of my place and the direction I led them all to. 

Thoughtless moments captured. I cant take them back, cant take me back..

A time being taken in by the unfamiliar.

Wandering, staring calling out to those few, sometimes they come as that was the use.

Reaching out a voice calls again, here I am to the souls of my past, may I come to take you only to send you away. . 

Hidden in the dark of a memory here I lay waiting to be swallowed up by the blood of my own betrayal.

-Isha Ethera

Reviews

[Linear]

Well done, deep and dark, loved that last sentence

[cfix]

Wow I really like this write. So much emotion in this. well written.