When Fading... III

Least uncomfortably  forgotten,

     Fading as the ocean's motion forward's unintentionally forgetfulness remedying tide awakening the conscience to waves of slumber to in-explain the unexplainable trauma we're remiss to sea of memory even emotionally for a moment relive and desire with every win thing to eclipse, A reflection is a revolution we're constantly seeking to pencil-eraser-to-paper reinvent.

In lieu of,
More of the inevitable,
Silence...!