What ever happened…
What happened to us?
What happened to our future?
The dreams seem so infinitely far away.
Days are going to fill weeks; yes months and years.
Every night they are born again in endless pain.
Come here and lets try it all again.
Perhaps it’s just the scream and the echo of the past.
To remember…
To do…
To hold…
To never let go
What happened to us?
The dreams we printed into stone and silicon.
Weeks pass by, which fill months and years.
Every minute we look back to a safe haven.
Come closer to me again.
You seem so faded in your light.
Maybe it was because we promised words we could never keep?
So now we can’t see what’s us.
What ever happened to us?
Fight…
Honestly…
The ideal …
Fearless in fear …
What did you and I like?
Are we in any way alike?
We dream to dream but far to quickly.
Months pass away, yes years and forever in oblivion.
Each step takes us a bit further away.
Come and tell me that it wasn’t just a dream.
I no longer feel your gentle touch cover my mind.
There is no way I see you as before, or I may have gone blind.
I reach for you for a very last time to feed your dreams.
But what ever happened to you and me, my heart keep screaming.
It must be another person’s touch now really making you dreaming.
touching it is, and the flow of the narrative is indeed admirable.
A deeply touching poem
Poignant and insightful.