Daily, I am comprised
Plagued by titanic memories
By the weight of ghouls
Caught in their frenzy
Favoring only
The meek thoughts I conjure

Where are they now?
How long has it been?
These refrains toll on
Splitting the fabric of my peace

But tattered garb
Is what I become
Consigned to the depths
Beneath relentless memory

Recall
Is a daunting task
Now in this restless age
The wretched offspring
Of current grief

Where did it all go?
Shall be the refrain I toll
A curse upon docile thoughts
Until I dare to relent