Fragments Poem by chantelle ribeiro

Fragments of a memory
Moments in time
An unrealized dream
Some days you catch yourself
a collage playing in your head
like a moving picture show
Black and white
Images and faces
thinking of places
that made their bed in your soul
In your mind's dark recesses
Good and bad
Happy and sad
Your finest moments
Your lowest times
A wasted youth
Of guilt and fear
that still haunts you
You shed a tear
But then
When a new day is born
And the sun gives birth to life
You become quiet
The voices fade
the echos die
And all that's left is a cobalt blue sky
And you smile
For you have survived