I'm hiding in the shadows of my mind
Waiting quietly as specters drift slowly past me
Whispering to myself how they remind me of times I should have forgotten long ago
I open a photo album I found under my bed
The dusty
leather cover decaying and smelling of the years
Regrets mingling with my tears as I methodically turn the pages
I take a deep
painful breath
Because staring back at me from the tattered photographs
Are black and white visions of faraway hearts
I now know that the voices that sang to my spirit are dead
And I think those voices were my own
Mistakes where made and moments lost
But I take the blame all for myself
You see
I'm possessive in that way
Not wanting to share the guilt
I've worked hard to build it up through the years
and its mine
Time simply evaporated in my hands and
There is nothing left I can do
Or say
I cannot rewind detached dreams
If I could just steal away one tender moment from my past
And trap it in my heart
It would unravel the regrets woven deep into the tapestry of my life
