Time <br />heals all wounds <br />or maybe, <br />It hides our scars <br />behind a mountain <br />of memories. <br />interim <br />joys and sorrows <br />that whisper in your ear, <br />and dreams that <br />injure my sleep <br /> <br />do you remember <br />the days before this, <br />when laughter and <br />adventure filled our lives? <br />I remember the easy smiles, and <br />the arms of my friends, <br />I remember the future <br />laid out before me <br />like a promise of promise <br /> <br />But, <br />those days of wine and roses, <br />they’re so far behind me now <br /> <br />and the years in between... <br /> <br />I wish that I could remember <br />why I feel this way, and <br />why tomorrow will be <br />a victim of my past <br /> <br />If time <br />could heal these wounds <br />then why do I still bleed, and <br />why can’t I remember <br />all the moments strung together, <br />that make me who I am?<br /><br />Raymond J Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/joys-and-sorrows/
