"Memory Lane"
by: Eric Wells
I doze of to the reckless thoughts of your death,
The splatter of your Ora leaking
Stains my memories
Then I wonder,
What sins did you atone for, In your passing?
If the matter even matters....
Though my tears prove otherwise
When my soul cries
To honor your memorial,
A smile lost to the burial
Due to the metal buried
In a story untold,
And though words were never said
I can still recollect everything you once shared
Now to this day
Your words continue to flow through my veins
For, these tears that drop from my eyes
Never fall in vane
Because I understand that heaven has reclaimed you
But be that as it may
I must say
My opinion stands
For, you left to soon......
Marking the calendar with fears of the phone call
From that night
And the fright it brought
My thoughts shiver
To the conformation of the passed information
Of my nightmares taking root through my brain
To damn real life
But being realistic,
How can I complain?
Because it was you struck down
In the prime of related eyes
Dying, killing a bit of all us with grief
Without relief......
As time goes on?
Still captive to the pain that remains
Along side the hatred,
To a sensible target
To which we need to point the blame
If such a thing exist?
Either way, still existing are the mourning souls
Trying to express how you are missed
I weep from the farewells spent to,
Through the pine
With the unsettling shame
Of never being able to tune your attention
With the call of you name
Years Later......
My mind rewinds to that day
I struggle to cease the war raging
But in the mist I find a place
To wish this
*Rest In Peace*
Devon Mason
Gone but never forgotten..........
