Untitled XXXgrasping at a memoryUntitled XXX by transientsurreality
light piercing through a clouded canopy
of misery and longing that lurks over me
dancing on my fingertips
lost forever between two rustic paper pages
stored in a box with a dedicated photograph
left to be forgotten
a desolate but peaceful mountain landscape.
etched into my soul
making my eyelids like a projector,
a cruel reminder
'yearn for me' the perceived winds whisper
as they flow around the frosted peaks
of the southern Californian mountainous skyline.
you'll never see me.
I mayn't exist as you should have never.
fear was the downfall.
time and again.
should have learnt.
but now, the image...
to unsurpassable iron barred walls
where there's nothing waiting for you on either side.
you increasingly remember precious minutiae
that at first was nothing but information processed from your environment
but over time has cured and become something of value.
how is it that you don't realise what you truly need