When I remember to remember the ache creeps in. So easy is it to push aside dreams and in turn head towards a given reality.
When I remember to remember a shadow is thrown. So easy is it to run with the sun and leave behind the darkness in silence.
When I remember to remember the silence breaks. So easy is it to listen to breath and the constant rhythm of the heart.
It beats
I breathe
I cast shadows
I walk the path blind
Yet when I remember to remember
When I choose to not forget. I know.
It is not so easy to escape that which comes from within. Blinding yourself. Ignoring the ache. When I remember to remember I feel sad.
Perhaps I shall forget this too.
Journals Of Enreal 
I have to admit, I’ve caught myself thinking that I’ve read all of Enreal’s thoughts over the years. Then you put up another post. And I discover something yet again new. Something yet again beautiful. Like this. I absolutely and wholeheartedly love the cold simplicity in this one that lies over such colorful darkness like a crystal clear sheet of ice over a deep lake.
LOVE IT.
Spaz
and through the years… all the thoughts and energies which have been exchanged… it is in part that which keeps me going. your words have touched me once again ~S. Thank you for being here… through the years
beautifully sad.
“It is not so easy to escape that which comes from within.”
So true.
I loved Spaz’s comment/comparison for you, “like a crystal clear sheet of ice over a deep lake”… yes!
Sam~ beautifully sad… yes. There is a melancholia which has been casting shadows on my path as of late… it is beautifully sad… it is companionship. Thank you for being here … thank you so much for your voice which carries words to my heart.
thank you, enreal. I hope your path leads you to brighter days soon… and that I am fortunate enough to read about it when it does. Either way, I will consider myself lucky to follow your journey. In sadness, joy, shadow, or light – your words always intrigue and inspire.