I’ve been drifting for days
Sifting through memories, recounting lost
Experiences
Those that disappeared
In what seemed like a fiery blaze

Remembering the acts that elude me
Is a tedious notion too much to bare
It must come with a fee
All I have is change
Not enough money to take on that dangerous dare

But if I choose to assimilate that illusion of knowing
I accept the responsibility of actually caring
For those who I have hurt
The ones who sustained damage
We stand face to ... read more