Sunday, October 16, 2016

Flashbacks


Sun in the bright blue sky,
Rays shining down on me
As I go walking by
Like a man who is free,
Though memories hold on
Like a determined con.
 
I work hard to forget,
At least for all these days,
So I cannot regret
Missing the Christmas grace
All because of what's through
And all because of you.
 
Silence of nothingness.
Solid walls without mess.
This place insists neatness.
 
But I still remember.
A weapon in the dark.
Killing like you're sober.
Fear was alive and stark.
It all keeps coming back.
Just move on. Don't be stuck.
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