Malstrom

Facing the storm in our lives leads to strengh - a response to stormy's comp.

Malstrom

Memories, like a flood
Come in,
A raging torrent,
Bringing with them
Thoughts that rise,
To nights of far off passion

Twisting,turning
They take me
Along paths,seldom used
Feeling wrong,
Yet looking right,

Standing,
As rain sweeps down,
Leading me,
To it's river
Red with pain

Til I find you,
Amongst the ruin,
Finding strengh,
To go on again

Now,
Even as thoughts recur
Because of you
I walk again.