Pain

 

Witness, All that I can be sometimes
Neither away nor near
Caught in the imagination
Of the possibilities that can never be.

Hesitating, To move forward
Lost in endless thoughts
Fearing that if I forget
Was it ever true ?.

Wondering, If I can ever feel at peace
With the memories I bear
Mending shattered pieces,
Or breaking further, beyond repair.

Waiting, For the last embers
To light the shadows within
Or burn down everything.
Their fumes scream with hope.

Searching, For a road
Which can whisper the secret
The map to forgotten melodies
The place I’ve longed to be all along.