Memories
They come to me when their less needed,
These memories haunt me. Memories of friends,
Family and others. They fought a bloody battle,
I guess it was time for them to go.
Chorus:
How can memories be so real, maybe I'm lost
in time. All I see is the image of carnage.
I tell you, I don't want this anymore.
All my friends are gone so I'm here alone,
But the memories haunt me.
Always Haunting.
Everyday I try, but it never helps
The memories keep coming, I feel so lost.
I know my time here is short. Its been
seventy years since the start.
Memories haunt me and I do
all I can to not let it show. But
sometimes I lash out, trying to
strike the memories down, but I only
end up hurting and alone.
Copyright 2002
