thoughts of yesteryear.

in a haze of pure memories, beseeching them from fleeing,

dozens of thoughts rage within,

as i lay helplessly lost,

alone in my being.

searching for solace, to stem the onslaught of bygone loss,

to still the assault, of elusive nostalgia,

grinding me to a jarring halt.

and when the helplessness within,

fades slowly away,

vanishing into folds of the distant thicket,

i grapple simply to breathe today,

left, hugging truths of long ago,

lost in the past, so painfully far away.