this memory, real to every touch,
this memory lives around me
this memory is the moment her tears fell,
this memory is the moment i fell
into the dark recesses
of my own hell
for eternity i see nothing but this memory,
cursed to live in this unresolved pain
i stand before her
with words that cut her
i stand before her with words that tear
i stand before her with words that i can never withdraw
i stand before her for ever and a year
did i hear it?
did i hear her heart break?
did i hear the world dissapear?
did i hear her sobs as they tore through me?
did i live this memory once before?
did i walk down the lonely street?
leaving emptyness in my wake?
did i hear the tires scream as the lights turned to darkness?
i stand in my memory, this memory forever
i stand in my hell, while she stares in horror
........inspired by a poem by disturbed rythm