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Stay or leave
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May 2010
Memories never seem to stick, my mind decides to go blank,
I can not believe all the time thats flown by, as I flew high around it,
now have the choice, of staying and being different but remembering,
or leaving for the clouds, forgetting all my cares.
The hard part is it takes longer, to choose to stay and be happy,
when in a matter of minutes, you numb and become calm,
did I do all I could have done? I remembered when I would walk anywhere,
people would want to be me, did I do all that I could?
I wish you would stay, but you still choose to go,
see you in another week, at least I'll write our memories as poems,
in this short amount of time, did I do all that could be done?
I never know if I will return, so what to do with the rest of the night.
What day is this? all I know is it's a weekday,
never do I see a weekend, if I do I never remember it,
what is the point of addiction, when on the ground I get chilly,
wrap me up in that cloud, I'll use the sun as warmth.
