I Don’t Remember

I don’t remember the colour of yesterday
Guess it was foggy, always pale and grey
Past never lingers here too long

It’s getting dark around me
Like the deep abyss behind the egde in the end
I cannot see my fingers and dress anymore
Can you hold me, give me your hand
Don’t let me fall

I don’t remember the song of the wind
Last morn has run too far
But I will always remember the scent of a dream

Soft clouds, ice-cream castles beyond
My memories drew in theme park’s frozen awe
Innocence still hides my cure in dark grace
Of midnight darkness, loner’s sinful embrace

All the roads lead to a venomous cure
Darkest lust was also once pure

I don’t remember my name in this insanity
Just a sign carved on the door of a memory
Where a verse and rhyme were once born

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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