Memmories

everyone's life sucks. do you ever just sit there and cry about it?

As I sit here
And time goes by
Memories come near
And I won't lie
I just want to cry.
I feel the first tear
Sliding down my cheek
The memories that I seek
Make me very weak.

Why do I need
To cry to the seed?
Let it sprout and grow
As the wind will blow
Shooting the memories back to me.

As I sit here
And the tears come to be
Everything seems to be reality.
Memories that were lost
Cone back with a toss
And theyre scattered all around.

I let them haunt me
But I cannot see
The spell they cast
Everyday upon me.
The one of sorrow
The source of my tears.
Memories are whet I fear.

So hear I lie
As time passes by.
My childhood shall die
So all that is left
Is pain burning in my soul
Leaving a large hold
For more tears to fill.
And I only with to kill
The memories that haunt me.