Project: Magnus

The sting­ing dance of shadow and sun
cast the mem­o­ries of the past into a haunt­ing light.
Hope, hate, fear and dreams intermingle

I remem­ber.

Some­where in the far reaches of the dark­ness voices call
just out­side the cir­cle of light
fleet­ing glimpses of half remem­bered thoughts dance

I remem­ber

The time­less moon in time­less thought
watches as ghosts of the future bat­tle for our souls,
vic­tors and van­quished one and the same.

I remem­ber

My heart cries in remem­brance,
my soul flooded with pain.
The mind twisted with the unknow­ing of dreams.

I remem­ber

The dark­ness creeps closer as the night­mares win the bat­tle;
as I am enshrouded in mem­o­ries of the past.
I grasp for the one thing that keeps me grounded.

I remem­ber