Feel like I'm talking to a ghost, your voice something from a long lost dream.
what was once colorful and bright is now black and white.
her arms around you is all I see when I think about what could be
so long ago you said goodbye
its just a fading ring in my ears, a ring that brings me back to the here and now
getting hard to decipher memories from dreams and dreams from reality
this ever changing reality that I cant seem to catch
there's static in the air above me
I cant help but still care
not wanting to go back, not wanting to move forward
stuck in a pause
waiting for someone to wake me up from this endless slumber....
fairy tales had it half right...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem