Memories can be reclaimed from Chronos for a bit.
I know I should quit,
the past cuts sharper than a blade,
yet I stayed and strayed,
even if it wasn't an equal trade.

The insanity in your eyes was well concealed,
led to doors of tragedy not completely sealed.
You held a key around your neck!
Somehow I enjoyed being around you---HECK!
I could never leave a wreck.

Self-inflicted wounds from the past always last,
even as I glanced passed them fast.
A camera is a double-edged weapon not a toy,
my eyes bleed with misery and joy.
*Am I destined to be only a lonely boy?