The Silhouette...

The ink has dried,
The words are gone,
Have your memories
Disappeared?

Like the autumn leaves
carried by the wind,
why does everything seem,
so incomplete…

Praying for sun,
when it comes pouring down,
why has this rain,
become so tormenting…

Tears of pain
has dried in my eyes,
yet I smile,
knowing nothing will change…

As the time flies
out of my life,
I walk, leaving behind
What was once mine…


-Eon Heath



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