Pained Memories

You look back through the past
A childhood that protected you
Or so that is how you thought
But those memories now seem false
Those memories are taken away
And when you look back, they are gone

Nothing from the past, is as it seems
We block out those pained memories
But sometimes the sound of one song
Brings them to come flooding back
And we drown in those tears of the past
Of the things that should have stayed forgotten

Then you grow just a little bit older
And find yourself looking towards the future
Never realising that tomorrow will never arrive
Because you will just be living out another today
That I am afraid, my friend, is this curse of life
Only we can make that choice if we should face it alone



copyright Chris Smith 2nd November 2009