I want to,
But I can't,
I hope that something comes to mind,
But it doesn't,
And so,
I find myself lost in a flow,
Of the words that emerge into thought,
In some strange place of wandering wrought,
Spare no time for technicalities,
Dive right into the harsh realities,
Spin this thing til I see what way is up,
Turn it inside out til each day is up,
Going over, and over the same old things,
Tearing it apart until my heart stings,
... and I stop,
I feel my hopes drop,
I slap myself in the face,
Yell "Get out of this place",
I try to find a way through this maze,
So I can finally set this memory ablaze,
Why can't I let go,
And just let the tears flow,
Why can't it be gone,
So that I can move on,
I know it's good for me,
And the reality I can see,
Still I can't get myself free,
And I'm stuck in this place,
Where I can't get a grip,
And I can't seem to trace the outline of my future,
No matter how hard I try or what I do,
I don't think I'll ever forget you.
