forgotten crimes invisible sins the spirits of the dead have moved on
they do not hear our cries nor can they dry our tears or calm our fears
left behind the living wander through a maze of confusion
the dead have turned their backs on this world
done their time done with us they are well out only their shadows remain
a legacy of mauve memories to haunt our dreams cold comfort indeed
no reason for regret no place else to be we’ve made the best of things
why question life why look back look around you the world is the answer
Poet13's Blog 