The Chain.

I hope you don’t mind, my love,
When my love for you is tarnished.
When I step out; Away,
Our silver memories will be here to stay.
Life’s a trail of nostalgia,
Our Pasts haunting our Present.

I hear you
Say all the right words-
Tell me to stand tall and unafraid,
Above the cold grey world,
But I am no hero, just another Soul
Seeking light at the end of the tunnel.

I murmur at night,
You spare me from my demons.
The past that shadows my footsteps.
Or so it seems because,
The Demons of my mind,
Are mine, and mine to fight alone.

You call our bond an eternal scent of joy.
But the bond has been ravaged by time,
And I answer with silence,
When you ask me what I’ll do tomorrow,
Because I don’t know if I’ll be there.

I may return someday,
When my mind is clear again.
And the perpetual sadness filling my vision,
May vanish, The anguish,
Felt with every moment of happiness,
May become a vintage memory.

But I can’t remain rooted to old trees.
My past may catch up with me.
And I can’t stay here, the hour is late,
Don’t miss me, my love,
Love is supposed to be tragic anyway.

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I can still here you saying,
You would never break the Chain.