How do you stop living in the past?
Shutting out memories is inconceivable…
Trying to face them makes you weak…
Acceptance doesn’t rid you…
Leaving is obsolete….
Nasty memories stalk sanity….
You cannot escape with sleep….
Dreams are vivid reminders…
They bring the dead back..
And make the living dead…
All behind your closed eyelids
In moments of peace
Memories rush at you
Crushing solitude into
A million little pieces
You never feel safe
From those haunting
Bits of time
That devour your soul
Fresh memories never erase
Only make more poignant
Those demonic memories
THAT REFUSE TO LEAVE
So the question remains
How do you stop living in the past
Shutting out inconceivable memories
That weakens you
Perhaps ripping your soul to shreds
Propagating your own death
Will finally release you
Into total oblivion
2 comments:
I like the turn from "shutting out memories is inconceivable" in the 2nd line to "shutting out inconceivable memories" near the end.
I mis-read "ripping your soul" for "ripening your soul" at first- which is a neat image (I think)...save it for another one, maybe?
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