Nepenthe

I drink from the cup of forgetfulness
I drink to quench my grief
I must smother the painful memories
I drink to my relief

I never ask where my memories go
I never wish for their return
I stand on the edge of sorrow and cry
I never know if I will learn

I cast away all semblance of my past
I cast off every heartache
I wait for forgiveness to show its face
I cast down every mistake

I dream of a night without nightmares
I dream of a peaceful sleep
I long for rest in the arms of solitude
I dream of comforts to keep

You are the cup of my forgetfulness
You are the memories that are new
You are the gift of my forgiveness
You are the dreams now coming true

Lora Frikken ~ 7-7-03