Love Poem: Dead In the Past
Ian Petch Avatar
Written by: Ian Petch

Dead In the Past

Everything shines in my hands
The warmest touch glows with demand
I wanted you, I needed your touch
But embers burn, and it’s all just too much

Drifting sails departing my world
Unbearable, but there’s no return
The slowest loss caught in my dreams
Departing love to wake into screams

The lonely dead writhing through life
He hurts in love and never decides
He wanted you, he needed you
The fires start, you will suffer too

The spiral sings of fates that have past
The pain comes home and burns him at last
The sails of love frozen in death
His melting dreams awake his regret

Falling through the end of the world
To let it go and never be scared
Everything comes back at last
The truth of why I am reliving the past