Perfected Soul

Sifting through the sands of time
Wondering what components combine
Remembering things not as they were
But like a lion with teddy bear fur
Yesterday’s gone with merely a sigh
Leaving only hopes that just slowly die
Twisted reality casually turns
As the fires of emotion hotly burn
When did the fickle fates conspire?
How deep is the green quagmire?
Sinking back into what used to be
Only by feeling do we then truly see
Losing touch with what once was
Grasping freely for a future abuzz
Now being tainted by toxic then
Vowing to never forget again
All that was, complete and whole
Tortured, tormented, perfected soul

--- Cory