Where Are Those Days? Poem by Chris Tiganescu

Where have the days gone?

Our burning passion
seemed always in reach,
awlays reaching for one another,
each kiss magical, i used
to strain myself to pry
myself from your arms, hello
was easy, goodbye was hard,
and now you shirk away from
me, the girl of an infinite
passion, the girl with whom
i boar the mountain, with whom
i spent the illuminated
night with, while every choice
seemed right...


Yearly confinment hits,
you change, my little girl no
longer here, the girl who ive
come to know and love no longer
here, as she struggles to find
herself she tears me down, leaving
my sheets stained with tears...


So many thoughts pretrude
my mind, i had stayed hand in hand
when you needed my presence most, i
fall to my knees and beg for the
pain to flee, it never shows sign
of movement, always remains, these
blood filled thoughts these outbreaks
of rage, they fill my day, when
night falls, slumber is nowhere to
be found...


When we struggle to undo old wrongs,
what are we really undoing? is it the wrongs...
or our life.