Tempus

A single memory could easily take me back to that certain place

Cold, dark and menacing

I guess my heart could never bear the weight of the past.

Without falter, it follows

It watches me fall into despair

And I surrender to it everytime

For I am weak, always have been.

I still remember the things that I lost

Every bit of myself, every piece of my heart

Sheltered in the arid plains of regrets

You are at the center of it, holding what once was mine.