Escape Poem by Uriah Hamilton

Can you remember
The kind and warm words
Of ancient friends
And how they spoke of you?

Have you driven into your past
And stood as a stranger
In front of a house
Where you once embraced a companion
Whose parent perished
In that place?

Time speeds forward with age,
Sometimes removing
And sometimes increasing
Unhappiness and rage.

I have no choice but to accept
Every indignity of my fate,
But I never forget
The love I've felt,
No matter how many back roads
It has journeyed to escape me.