A/N: Okay don't think any the less of me for posting this. I was a little bored and just typing random thoughts as they came. It's crap I know but I thought what the hey? So here it is a short, really short little poem. Won't be surprised fi I don't get on review.
Time
By Hot4Gerry
Mists of time erase memory's clear recall
So that some things do not live on at all.
My Phantom, my ghost that man of mystery
The man who at last made me see ugly perfection in me.
Does he live on and dream of me?
Does he live in chains forged with loves unfulfilled expectations or is he free?
Free from my memory free to love,
I pray this is true to God above.
Twisted mind and unsure youth,
Did sway me from the truth.
Blinded with wicked mastery of my soul's unrest,
I left you my angel I failed your test.
Time drifts like mists in the wind,
Blown along knowing not where we all may end.
He lives on within my mind that ghostly haunting voice,
Luring me even in my dreams drawing me near, leaving me no
choice.
I burn, I yearn, my angel, my heart.
Why my angel were we destined to part?
Were it not for my weakness and fear,
Would you my love my angel still be here?
Time can heal, time can distort,
But time my love will never, ever erase you from my heart.
