The Thoughts of Cory LaViska

By Cory S.N. LaViska
October 5, 2004

With cool autumn gone and sweater away
I sit and remember my life on that day

Back then it was easy, so simple to do
Now it’s a struggle to just make it through

The smell of the air brings me back now and then
To taunt recollections of what might have been

While fear in my body that never existed
Gave birth to concerns that sharply persisted

Life as I knew would be different from then
An unstable world had changed once again

The past will live on in a grave in my head
Until it’s forgotten, until I am dead

I remember it well, so clear in my mind
A life that moved on and left me behind

With that I am certain that I know the truth
I’m haunted by the ghost of Forgotten Youth