Trapped in recall….

Emotional cyclones

Batter beliefs and reasons…

Something feels good

Though I know it never should…

Trivial events stack caverns of memories

Self indents, Life waits in unease…

Memories refuse to fade;

replaying, trudging hours forlorn.

Chord plucked has overstayed

vibrations linger on…

Emotional desperado.

I hide, they seek ; I run, they chase.

Trapped in an imbroglio,

I listen, they whisper in a forbidden embrace.

“When cologne and melody long linger,

When memories regrow from graves,

The thoughts were meant to adhere.

You’ll fail fighting the waves!!!”