A Dead Night (December 19, 2011)

End of day was so swift, that I didn't notice the drift to night.

Night! Oh so young night, so young and so long... Silent night.

In the dead of the night, in the silence of the night, why?? Why do you make so much noise in my head?!!

Memories are like floods, the gates crash and they flow.. So vivid and so cruel!!!

MEMORIES kill .. Memories KILL me !!

Memories of what "has been" and the reality of what "isn't", memories!! They kill me, cut through me like a dagger.

I die each night, every time...

Its DEATH by memories...

By the dawn of "what it ought to be" and "what it isn't" ...