You Walk The Streets Doused In Anger...

You walk the streets
Doused in anger
Inflamed by passions
Of desires past

You recall in your heart
Things that didn’t matter
And realize all that matters
Is everything that doesn’t last

So you regret yourself
Pull your yearbook off the shelf
Look at pictures that never were
Wonder what would have happened
If they ever did occur

You dream of soft forests
Lost in your pillow
Nuzzled in the world
That lies inside your bed

Distorted fictions
Of long gone people
And the promises of feeling them
You still keep in your head

And so you find yourself
Hovering over the candles
Your relatives
Wishing you on

As you close your eyes
Tenderly looking at your wife
And wish for the girl you once knew
But who is forever gone in your life