I avoid writing poems anymore
Poems – a way to remember you
I live not in those past places
Though at times I find myself baffled
At the people around me
For I cannot count you among them
An uneasiness enters the scene
And after a few moments I realize
I feel alone
Missing my friend
And without permission the past becomes present
Your essence engulfs my senses
Am I drowning?
Memory pulls like the ocean tide
Resistance, no
Submission alone delivers peace