As time grew, so did we.
I still think about the words
You've said to me.

The laughs fade to grey,
Smiles to black.
Just thinking of your eyes
Almost brings the time back.

Now that you're gone,
I can say

We were two leaves of the same tree.
Destined to fall.
Never to stay.

I don't wanna feel nothin,
I don't want to hear anymore assumptions,
Only thing I wanna do is smoke my pain away,
The only thing I wanna do is fade away,
Then your life will go a lot better without me,
The only thing that is good about this life is your company,
But that isn't enough for the pain I keep,
The only thing that I ask is that you set me free,
Please.

A memory that starts to linger.
A memory that slowly goes away.
A memory that disappears at the flick of a finger.
A memory that sadly fades to grey.

What is a memory, you say?
A memory is something to reminisce,
It's something the mind can replay.
Memories that can bring such bliss.

But memories can also be so distant.
They could be so painful.
Long enough to be nonexistent,
Maybe to the point of thinking it was just a fable.

I once had wonderful memories,
The kind of memories that made me smile.
A lot filled with an abundant of treasuries,
So many memories that were very worthwhile.

As time went by,
I didn't enjoy those memories long.
Before I knew it, they made me cry.
Where could have it gone wrong?

My memories soon turned into jeopardy.
I was starting to lose my mind.
Everything was beginning to be a fading memory,
"Why does the world have to be so unkind?"

I am losing hope
It's fading away
Leaving me stranded here

The possibilities , I once
believed in
I always held out hope
Sadly it's fading away

I can't stand this anymore
I am tired spiritually , mentally
I only wanted to be loved
Yet alone is all , I have

Don't leave me here
Let me fade away to
I needed hope
But hope
is fading away

Without hope
There is no reason
to be here
so take me with you
So , I can fade away to

© Jennifer L DeLong
12/09/2020

They were so perfect and bright
when I got them that night.
                      Their beauty amazed me;
                       they were such a sight.
He placed them in my hand
and we smelled them together.
                        "Like these roses," he said, "we will last forever."
As time went on,
they roses began to fade.
                         Their beautiful red, pink and white
                         became a lonely grey.
Their rich, full form slowly began
to dwindle.
                           Their large, open petals
                           soon began to shrivel.
They dried up slowly
and one by one they fell,
                            leaving their beauty just a story to tell.
But what about us?
What will we leave behind?

                             Stories about roses that have
                                     dried up and died?

I look back
Into the room of black
Leaving it all behind
Out of sight, out of mind
Yet it follows me
Darkness is all I see
Follow the light
Continue the fight
Fading like my hope
The light helps me cope
But gone it will soon be
I will see
Only darkness around
So profound
Running to it
I'll never fit
I did not
Guess I'll sit here and rot