Thursday, February 20, 2014


No matter where I go, the shadow follows suit. 
It hovers over me like a menacing dark cloud. 
I try endlessly to start anew,
But to my past I am forever bound. 

The shrill cries of my former self echo throughout my brain,
Begging desperately for guidance.
But I cannot revisit my inconsolable pain,
So, I remain broken, in silence. 

I thrust my body into the wall of regret, 
Furiously pursuing its demolition. 
But the stone etchings have long been set - 
I am a man on a hopeless mission.

The cries are growing deafening - 
Tabula rasa, I beg of you! 
I don't want to be nothing - 
Let me start anew! 

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