Well of Rememberance
An ostrich I've become today
I've stuck my head in the dirt
In fear
Yes, I'm afraid
I'm surely scared and yes, from my usual endeavor
A name to run across a bridge from
A name that makes me sick
And feels me with so much regret
Yet I must strike regret from this record
For I cannot regret, unable to regret
I loved her...I loved her
Anastasia...
In my head, she's the last person I needed to see
She was the last person I needed to speak to
But I've drank from the well of remembrance
Heard the silk honey of her words
Witnessed the sincerity behind her glistening smile
And for a brief moment
I loved her once more
And out of conformity, I chased her out of, from me
So I dust her love from my sleeve
She's only forever a memory
Something I'll have to accept
When she looked in my eyes, what did she find
I was near tears when I saw her face?
I honestly missed her?
I notify my mind everytime she was wrongfully taken from me?
An ostrich I am today
Burying the truth into the dirt today
Along with myself
For I can only whisper to her memory
'I love you'
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