Whether it be a book or a verse from a poem you once read.

Whether it be a beat or a song you once heard.

There is always that one thing.

That one thing that takes you back .

Takes you back to a memory of time of not great importance but of a time that you can't erase.

Whether the memory is good or not it is there .

But keep in mind cherish every memory because on day you will be someone's memory .

You know it is amazing how much you hear in the silence of your own mind . As the darkness closes in around you an you awake in your bed hoping an praying that the demons an monsters you try to hide deep down seem to rise to the surface in the silence in the dark . An you are so afraid that every flaw an every imperfection you hate about yourself would be shown to the world an you sudddenly realize that your turning into the person you never wanted people to see . The voices of the demons you hide seems to fill the silence an get louder as the darkness closes in around you , so slowly you close your eyes hoping to drift off into a place where the demons an the monsters cease to go .

As she lays there in the darkness of her room she can feel the silence close in around her , But unlike some she is not afraid of what lies in the darkness but of the ever growing demons she fights within herself to keep who she is from falling apart at the seams .As the voices within grow louder her eyes begin to fill with tears as she tells her self this is the end this is it i might as well give in ,but suddenly at the last moment it is like she is standing on the tallest cliff about to jump over board but what does she do what road does she take what path does she walk down which way does she turn she has spent her whole life looking for answers but yet has come up short handed in the life that she should lead always questioning herself ,doubting herself ,yet in a blink of an eye she is alone once again as she fights the demons in which she doubts her whole existance lost in thought  an memories of what could be or might have been forever wondering in the silence with her demons lost.

Dad ... So many images come to mind
whenever i speak your name;
It seems without you in my life
things have never been the same.

Dad...What happened to those lazy days
when i was just a child;
when my life was consumed in you
in your love ,and in your smile.

Dad... What happened to all those times
when i always looked to you ;
no matter what hapened in my life
you could make my gray skies blue.

Dad... Some days i hear your voice
and turn to see your face;
yet in my turn...it seems
the sound has been erased.

Dad... Who will i turn to for answers
when life does not make sense;
who will be there to hold me close
when the pieces just don't fit.

Dad... If i could turn back time
and once more hear your voice;
I would tell you that of all the dads
you would still be my choice.

Please always know i love you
and no one can take your place;
years may come an go
but your memory will never be erased.

Today,Jesus as you are listening
in your home above;would you go and find my dad
and give him all my love.