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Author: Stella Grimshaw.
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst/Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-09-07 - Updated: 12-09-07 - Complete - id:2448583

The last little dandelion puff of summer,

is soaring across the sky
While you have me teared up again
Amnesia of my memories, who I was
Clawing at them like demons trying to escape hell
And the sun is setting for the final time
but I doubt I'll remember in the morning
Because the diamond rebels in the night sky
are just as lonely as I am
Palm tree breezes in a Massachusetts season
are leaving soon, blowing heartbreak to another girl.

The last little leaf of autumn,

is beneath my feet while I crunch my way down the street,
Crunching my way through old memories
My hand's numb not from the cold but the lack of yours being there
The sun is completely gone, and nowhere to be found
My sanity is completely gone, and nowhere to be found
Please hold me and wrap me up
Breathe life into me again
.

The last little snowflake of winter,

is dancing from above down to my face
I still don't know I am or who I was
The only thing I know is your face saying "goodbye"
and the lack of feeling where my heart was
My midnight sky is as dark as the lonesome moon
Waiting night after night in the sky for an eclipse
So she may be with her sun once more
Maybe her tears are the rain
.

The last little flower of spring,

is finally blooming as life explodes from Earth
I'm still awaiting you in the fields of sunflowers
The moons is setting now and the sun is rising
(She'll never catch up with him)
I'm thawing and breathing
Even though everything isn't alright.

But at least now I remember my name



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