Memories of that Night

Memories of the night
still trapped in my mind
haunting, puzzling with all its might
not allowing me to get off this ride

Pain, fresh as ever as each day comes
seeking closure for things left undone
with each day, the more numb I become
so lost in this puzzle, hoping to just run

Somehow, cannot bring myself to cry
nor be angry or even shout
with reason, with force, eyes still dry
painful it was without a doubt

So many things left hanging
not in sight the beginning of its end
through all the gibbers exchanging
so many words still left unsaid

Looking back, wishing, hoping
an end would have been seen
perhaps wishful thinking
wake up from this neither nightmare nor dream.

If only deep slumber can make a difference
be able to sleep through it
make a circle of defenses
a whole new world I can create.