Summer-sun kisses cover naked feet, <br />but fail to warm my soul. <br />Time floods memories into the walls <br />of my unforgiving mind. <br />Where did he go? <br /> <br />This is why I refuse to surrender to forever. <br />This pain is the only future. <br />Every day is maddenly the same, <br />each footstep follows another dull heartbeat <br />into echoes of the past. <br /> <br />8/3/09<br /><br />Viola Grey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/echoes-of-the-past/
