Drowning in the Memory Stream

Aug 26, 1998

I see you smile, with tears

that trickle down my cheeks.

I see your eyes, with fears

that you may feel me near.



All these things I see,

oh! am I dreaming now??

..It could never be..

for sleepless eyes

don't dream!



I see your face aglow,

With sunshine in your smile,

I see your lips, a bow,

of bleeding buds in bloom.



All these sights I see,

Are lost to the past,

Oh, is my memory

playing games on me?



You had to go, I know,

Then why did you remain

in my heart, like snow,

that melt to hurt me more!



It is a thought, a dream,

the foolish game I play;

But in the memory stream,

I'll drown my soul today!