A faded image is what is left, Of the time in which I no longer exist. The image tells a thousand words, Of a time when happiness used to persist. A memory doesn’t lie, Although a hoax is what it seems. An eternity is what has passed, Between what I feel now and what I used to feel. The memory darkens just as the reality, Imagination seems to be the only light amid this insanity. A dreams is what the memory is now Signifying what life is and what life could be.
Read my poem A Thousand Dreams and some quotes about life and love.