Memories

Where memories lie
are buried emotions put to rest,
left unexplored and undiscussed.

Where memories lie
are died out passions
that once lit a fire
that blazed above the rest.

Where memories lie
are broken hearts and pain,
unanswered questions
and those endless tears....
that eventually ran dry.

Where memories lie..
are pieces of regret,
patched up like a bad quilt
trying to make up some form of satisfaction.

But when those memories are uncovered....

Like ghosts, the creep inside your mind,
residing in every thought,
taking over your dreams.

Creating unbroken confusion,
false feelings,
psuedo love
and that phantom passion.

Initiating a very real urge to explore
the maybes, the could bes, the would bes.

Fighting back perception
with reality.

When percieving feels soooo damned good.
Reliving the past...
taken over by those past emotions,
imagining the future, or the "now".

Once those memories
have escaped from their grave,
it's hard to kill the dead.

Can't help but ask myself:
Is is possible to still be in love with a ghost?????

No, it isn't.
Memories aren't simply thoughts,
they are emotions to.

So pack them back tightly with care.
Seal them with a kiss,
for they do exist.
And secure them...
with a lock, my present life.

mother and wife.