Soul

Walking through hazy days,
watching your life run by
without you by its side.

Trying to catch up;
but you never succeed,
always come second best.

Like a stolen soul you trespass
over a memory that once belonged to you,
reminiscing the better days
forgiving the nemesis;
not forgetting the name.

Clouds of still life
come floating past,
yet you don't recognise a single memory -
except the ones that haunt you.

Like a tortured soul you wander
past effigies of nightmares;
ones that left you screaming,
leaving you too scared to sleep,
yet too tired to stay conscious.

Meandering past these times
where star crossed lovers
fell into sinful passions;
indulging their desires
penetrating your thoughts.

All the while regretting
the mistakes you made;
aching for those single moments
in which you felt complete ecstasy in life.

Remembering what you learned
from your misdemeanours
and divulged in those lust-filled acts
of love.

Doing everything you shouldn't have
going against the grain
living life to the fullest
as though tomorrow was your last day.

Yet you can't go back,
what's done is done
and you realise that
there is no point yearning
for the things that are gone.