Shadows of the past haunt my mind
How could I have been so blind?
Creeping slowly yet so still
Why do memories frighten still?
What possessed me then and now
To be held down by a hollow soul
Screams and pain from times long gone
Still continue linger on
Shadows of the past sneak in
Whispers of what happened then
They're to carry with me still
Like a psychedelic pill
Aching in my heart they stay
Let them free leave me I pray
As a reminder of hideous things
That should only happen in a dream
Shadows of memories past
Replaying on they last an last
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
Gina