addicted to my memories
I cling on to my memories As if dissolving my life today Why am I held hostage by my memories? Can I wake up and start living for each day? It seems that I’m addicted to the days of old When the people who possessed my heart Were still with me- and I can’t seem to let go I believe there is a place where I can start. Will I ever decide to live each day As a gift- than living in my past? Can I learn to live around my memories And built new relationships that may last? I cannot continue to live as a hostage To these memories of my love so deep Perhaps I can reach out to the here and now And save these memories for when I sleep.