In Memories Past

The scent of you is always on my mind, searching for the strength to carry on. Buried deep within my soul, your memory will punish me. I no longer see a future with your smile. When shadows fall dark upon your stone, and dying leaves have covered all the words, I hold the answers to the questions that I dare not speak. In this darkest hour I'm alone. A careless walk through fields of virtue, and calling out to every shattered dream. Circling the innermost thoughts, for this is the day I have truly died. The scent of you is always on my mind, searching for the strength to carry on. Buried deep within my soul, your memory will punish me. I no longer see a future with your smile. When shadows fall dark upon your stone, and dying leaves have covered all the words, I hold the answers to the questions that I dare not speak. In this darkest hour I'm alone.