Welcoming the night.
Reminding me of my blight.
The fight is useless.
Haunting me at rest.
Feels like a test.
That I just can't pass.
It wrecks my soul.
And I know.
That attempts to move on.
Only deceive myself.
I'd never wish to remember lesser.
The thoughts continue to fester.
Warping and shaping what I am.
Pictures of a wonderful gem.
Forgetting would never be a choice.
Don't want to forget the voice.
Nothing more that I wish.
Than to relive what I miss.
And although my decisions leave me in strife.
I continue on for the sake of my life.
Delving deep
Your poem expresses your feelings of striving realy well. And is full of regret for things and people you miss in life. What a good poem.
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