shadows of us

@Uootem

The shadows of 'us', still haunt my mind
no subjugation of emotions to nothing more than memories,
no peace from intense yearnings, no rest from searching,
just futile hope that dreams somehow find fulfillment in time.

all that I still feel must cease to hold me frozen in yesterday
if sanity is to find me and give me peace in this reality
for there can be no verdict in the search of things that are no more
why then must they haunt me now, these so misplaced hopes
that reside in the searching to complete the vow of shadows now defaced.

Bereft, in chains and scary wounds of a heart broken
pathetic in its continued beating, not a chance for mending
no time to bring lost love back to me, in all it's glory and life
brightened days and serenity, such things exist no more
the times of fairy tales are dead; except in once-upon-a-time poetry.

no more is there need for written words such as this
yet they must be freed from my ink stained hand
as they coax such pent-up voices that no one but me can hear
for on deaf ears does each phrase fall... as I wish it to talk, if only
so here I sit with another blank page, my memory, my muse.

I wish things had been so clear when you were here to echo
but I sit here, haunted by shadows, in the misty visions of 'us'.