Fragments Of Memories

Fragments of memories drift.
Through the inner recesses
of my weary mind.
Haunting me in their
clarity. Slowly
binding me with its
chains.

Shattered dreams
float lazily by.
On an ocean of tears
that I have cried.
Sadness is the tie
that binds until I
die.

My future is somewhere,
out there, to reach
and grasp for.
If only I learn to share,
someone would surely
care.
Show me the "way" to share.

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