Circle of Thoughts

Her memory still haunts my mind
The wraith of happy days now gone
she never fades; I always find
I cannot leave her far behind.

Wraiths of happy days now gone
draw pictures of the Hell I've made
I made the pain she's come upon
with sorrowed heart I carry on.

Pictures of the Hell I've made
they burn and burn but never die
I broke my heart, yet she was played
and what I've done can't be repaid.

They burn and burn but never die,
her memory still haunts my mind
I sit and think; I sit and cry
and know my tears will never dry.

Her memory still haunts my mind
The wraith of happy days now gone
she never fades; I always find
I cannot leave her far behind.

10/01/2007