A memory snatch
Bouncing red hair
across the crowded room
and the past crashes back,
memories flood
surging tides
through my mind,
Can it be you Sarah?
enjoying a dance
loving the beat of life?
no responsibilities
just fun, boys and loneliness.

I knew it stalked
your heart
you dreaded losing
friends who could make
you laugh,
the crowd of noise,
club of thrills
or parties
that had to be sucked
dry of every minute,
Crowded time
that meant
less moments
in a lonely bed
unless it could be filled
by someone who showed care.

The score is displayed
in the dance music,
only the fast
furious pace
will do,
slow melodies
encrust a mirror of loneliness,
lost reflections in your heart.

Reflections in my mind.

Why am I here?

Poem Tags
#memories, #party, #loneliness, #falling-apart, #poetry, #spoken-word, #crowds, #real-life
Prompt
Sometimes in a busy room memories come flooding in, with them questions for yourself.