Bittersweet memory,

Why have you come back to me?

During a time when shadows twist,

Another meeting of two lovers- tryst, tryst, tryst.

You are a scar upon my brain,

Another thought to keep me insane,

I never thought my act could fail,

But you came along and made that ship sail,

I keep making mistakes,


The paint of my life flakes.

The like plays tricks and,

The dark deceives,

The silence screams in some foreign language,

Runaway, runaway, runaway.

You just stand, stare,

Empty eyes that make me wonder,

What it is you're thinking,

I can't tell if anyone else is feeling,

The way I do,

Looking at you,

As Mr. Bittersweet memory,

Lives on without me.