Waking Up, Out of His Memories…

Not my black-and-white photograph here…

He’d, gotten lost, once again, in his memories, and, this time, it took us, longer, to wake him up out of that state of trance………

Waking up, out of his memories, you see, the thing is, he’d been, living inside of HIS memories of how it used to be, of how things once were, of how he was still, young AND able-bodied, because he’s, no longer anymore.

Waking up, out of his memories, he just can’t, seem, to get over the fact, that the prime of his life, is over.  He used to be, extremely capable, totally, fearless, and now, he’d become, fearful, of, his own shadow, even, and he can’t figure out why!

Waking up, out of his memories, he sat there, stared, into space, as if, the outside world was, totally, unrelated to him, that he’d become, an isolated person, the only one, who’d, survived, after some great tragedy that wiped out, the entire human population on earth………

Waking up, out of his memories, he won’t be able to, because those good ol’ days are gone for good now, and, there’s no way, that, he’ll, EVER be able to, get everything he’d lost, back again.

Waking up, out of his memories, he will NEVER, because he’s, supposed to, live in his memories, wishing he had, or hadn’t, filled up completely, with regrets.