A Trowa poem.
Memories
Who I am, was and was to be
memories that should belong to me
lost,
in that wide ocean.
Wading,
in that immense sea of lost.
I cannnot, will not
recall who I am.
Why,
because of one dream,
one hope, one life
that surrounds me, haunts me.
Memories,
I want you not,
For I am who I make myself out to be
For you to come back
would be to destroy me.
~ Kaede Maxell
Memories
Who I am, was and was to be
memories that should belong to me
lost,
in that wide ocean.
Wading,
in that immense sea of lost.
I cannnot, will not
recall who I am.
Why,
because of one dream,
one hope, one life
that surrounds me, haunts me.
Memories,
I want you not,
For I am who I make myself out to be
For you to come back
would be to destroy me.
~ Kaede Maxell
