Sacred memories
The tears cried invisible to others
The hurt hidden, so deep no search can find
The memories that flood the mind, only you can live through
Time appears to stand still for you, yet the world keeps moving
Memories is all you now have
Memories is all you can hold on to
Memories is all that is tangible
Memories, the gateway to hear
To hears one’s voice again
To hear one’s laugh
To hear one’s breathe
To hear one’s presence
Memories and hope is all you are left with as you stare within
To a place only you can see