Thoughts of you

Yesterday I walked down your memory lane, 

My feet blistering over the stony path. 

This road to hell is riddled with your thoughts, 

Not good intentions.

It's often not how bad you did.

I blame the lazy suns on crappy days,

And hasty clocks on happy days.

The Jealous eyes with friendly smiles, 

And strangers stare of cherry daze.

Today I walked down your memory lane, 

My head heavy with a thorny crown.

The road to heaven is riddled with your thoughts,

Not camels through the needle's eye.

@the_vyrus