Memories Ahead
By: Joe Jenkins
I dream about the times gone by
And all the things beyond my eye.
I ponder meaning until it’s dead
But close my eyes to what’s ahead.
Why must I be so cut and dried;
And not open myself to the air outside?
May I partake in your happiness today or tonight
Or be lonely from noon till night?
The future should be bright and held by friends,
But mine seems empty and silent within.
I should be keen to memories ahead
But see empty future till the day I am dead.
I will never be able to tell my future, you see
But I will always know what some mean to me.
When they are gone and out of my life,
I am so bleak and studded with strife.
Happiness should come one day to be here;
That day I await so I may be near.
Near to my present and far from my past,
I will roam in silence to heaven at last.
Those who can feel what others feel inside
Can feel nothing from me, and many have tried.
I shut them out of my mind and my soul
But they’ll keep on pushing ‘till I grow old.
Memories ahead to be set free;
Will love’s hands ever grasp ‘round me?
If they do I’ll be open armed,
If they don’t reach, I’ll be none-harmed.
©2001, Joe Jenkins
Saturday, July 28, 2001 4:38am
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